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A  Table  to  find  anyPs  alm,  or 

Part  of  a  Psalm,  by  the  firft  Line  cf  it. 
Note.  The  figures  direft  to  the  Psalm. 

PJelvti 

ALL  ye  who  love  the  "Lord,  rejoice  HP* 

^  Almighty  Ruler  ofthejkies  % 

Amidjl  thy  wrath  remember  /eve  38 

Among  thy  affemblies  of  the  great  82 

Among  the  princes ,  earthly  gods  86 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  83 

Are  all  the  foes  cfZion  fools  53 

Are finners  now  jb  fenfelefs  grown            '  14- 

Arife,  my  gracious  God  1 7 

Awake,  ye  Jaints,  to  praife  your  King  1  35  . 

1DEHOLD  the  lofty  fky  \   19 

Behold  the.  love,  the  gen  r mis  love  35 

Behold  the  morning  fun  19 

Behold  the  Jure  Fzundation-Stont  I  1 8 

Behold  thy  waiting  jervant,  Lord  119 

Blej's,  0  my  foul,  the  living  God  J  03 

Blejl  are  the  jons  of  peace  1 33 

Blejl  are  the  fouls  that  hear  and  know  89 

Blejl  are  the  undefittdin  heart  1 19 

Blejl  is  the  man,  for  ever  blejl  .  3  2 

Blejl  is  the  man  whofe  bowels  move  .  4.1 

Blejl  is  the  man  who  jhims  the  place  I 

Blejl  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  33 

(CHILDREN  in  years  and  knowledge  young  34 

Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  34. 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raifg  95 

C ome,  found  his  praije  abroad  95 

Confider  all  myforrows,  Lord  1 1 9 

~T%AFID  rejoWd  in  God  his  jlrength  2 1 

Deep  in  cur  hearts  let  us  record  69 

jOARLT,  my  God,  without  delay  -63  . 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  99 


4  TABLE. 

Tfalm. 

TiAR  as  thy  name  is  known  48 

Father,  J  blej's  thy  ge-.tle  hand  1 19 

Father,  1 fing  thy  woneC reus  grace  69 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  1  2  J 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  30 

Foals  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay  1 4 

For  ever  bhffed  be  the  Lord  1 44 

For  ever  Jball  my  fong  record  89 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  joy 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  Jkies  117 

From  deep  dijhefs  and  troubled  thoughts  130 

f~lIVE  thanks  to  God  >  he  reigns  above  1  07 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  1 05 

Give  thanks  to  God  moji  hirh  336 

Give  thanks  Jo  God  the  fov 'reign  Lord  136 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife  1 36 

Give  to  thg  Lord  ye  Jons  cf  fame.  zcy 

God  in  his \carthly  temple  lays  87 

God  is  the  refage  cf  his  faints  46 

God  ?ny  fupporter  and  my  hope  73 
God  of  eternal  love                                          "        1 06 

God  cf  my  childhood  and  my  youth  7  I 

God  cf  my  life,  look  gently  dovm  39 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife  1 09 

God  will  arife  in  all  his  might  68 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  6  £ 

Great  God,  attend  while  'Lion  lings  84 

Great  God.  how  oft  did ifr'el prove  78 

Great  Gsd,  indulge  my  humble  claim  63 

GretS  God,  the  heaven's  well  order' J  frame  1 9 

Great  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway  7  2 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high           •  135 

Great  is  the  Lord  :  his  works  of  might  1 1 1 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  48 

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Pfalm. 

fJAD  not  the  L»rd,  may  Hr'elfay  1 24 

Happy  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord  112 

Happy  the  city  where  their  fons  1 44 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  3  2 

Happy  the  man  wbofe  cautious  feet  I 

Hear  mey  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face  102 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  wifonfaid  89 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  'virtue fail  1 2 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  .reigns  97 

He  who_  hath  made  his  refuge  God  9 1 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  36 

Ho  zv  awful  is  thy  chaining  rod            '  77 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  122 

How  faft  their  guilt  and  forrsws  rife  1 6 

Howlotig,  0  Lord,  Jhall  1  complain  1 5 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  J  3 

How  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair  8  4 

How  pleafant  'tis  to  fee  '  1 3  3 

How  pleased  and  blejl  was  I  122 

How  Jhall  the  young  ft  cure  their  hearts  1 1 9 

JEHOVAH  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  light  93 

J    Jefus,  our  Lord,  ofcend thy  throne-  Iio 

Jefu  s  Jhall  reign  where'  er  the  fun  7  2 

if  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  cojl  1 27 

If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny  1 27 

J  lift  my  foul  to  God     „  25 

F II  kiefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  34 

Tllpraife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  J  46 

TUfpeak  the  honours  of  my  King  45 

I  lo<ve  the  Lord 2  he  heard  my  cries  \  1 6 

In  all  my  *vaft  concerns  with  thee  1 39 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not  6 

In  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife-  350 

In  judah,  God  of  old  was  known  76 

Into  thylhands,  0  Goa I  of  truth  31 
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6  TABLE. 

Pfalm. 

jfcy  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  9& 

J  Jet  the  Lord  before  my  face  i  6 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  131 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand  102 

Judge  me,  0  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways  2  6 

Judges,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  58 

jfuft  are  tfy  ways,  and  true  thy  word  1 8 

/waited  -patient far  the  Lord  40 

/  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  30 

T  ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife  96 

Let  all  the  Heathen  writers  join  \  19 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  _  78 

ILet  ev'ry  creature  join  1 48 

"Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  gcodnefs  fpeak  1 45 

Let  (Inner s  take  their  courfe  5  5 

Let  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice  46 

Let  Zion  and  her  Jons  rejoice  1 02 

Lei  Zion  praife  the  mighty  God  147 

"hong  as  I  live  Tllblefs  thy  name  I45 

Lett/,  hajl  thou  caft  the  nation  off  60 

Lord,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove  1 7 

"Lord,  I  canfujfer  thy  rebukes  6 

"Lord,  lam  vile,  conceiv  d  in  Jin  5  I 

Lord,  I  ejlecm  thy  judgments  right  1  j  9 

\jyrd,  if  thine,  eyes  furvey  our  faults  90 

Jj>rd.  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear  1 2 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice.  1 1  9 

\jord,  in  the  morning  thou  /halt  hear  5 

Led,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days  34. 

Lot  d,  I  would fprcad  my  fore  diftrejs  5  \ 

"Lord  of  the  worlds  above  84 

Lord,  thou  ha /I  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind  85 

Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervavi  cry  1 18 
Lord,  thou  haft  fear  ch'd  and  fetn  v:e  through        1 39 

Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  finart  \  % 


TABLE.  7 

Pfalm. 

"Lord,  thou  nvilt  hear  me  when  1  pray  4 

Lord,  "'tis  a  pie  af ant  thing  to  ft  and  92 

Lord,  nve  have  beard  ihy  works  of  old  44 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece      \  90 

Lord,  nvhat  a  thougkilefs  nvretcb  nvas  I  73 

Lord,  nvhat  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  J  44- 

Lord,  nvhat  nvas  man,  nvben  made  at  fir  ft.  8 

Lord,  nvben,  I  count  thy  mercies  o^er  1 39 

Lord,  nvben  thou   didft  ajcend  on  high  68 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  1 48 

Lo  !  nvhat  a  glorious  Corner- Stone  1 1 8 

Lo  !   nvhat  an  entertaining  vienv  133 

TLTAKER  andjov'reign  Lord  2 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  fong  101 

Mine  eyes  and  my  deftre  2£ 
My  God,  accept  my  iarly  vo-vjs                      '       1 4* 

My  God,  confeder  my  diftrej's  1 1 9 

My  God,  bonv  many  are  my  fears  .    3 

My  God,  in  nvhom  are  all  the  jp  rings  57 

My  God,  my  everlafting  hope  7 1 

My  God,  my  Ki.ig,  thy  various  praife  1 45 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  64 

My  God,  tbefteps  of  pious  men  37 

My  God,  nvhat  innvard grief  I feel  139 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  3 1 

My  never-ceafing  fongs  Jhalljhonv  8  9 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  1 1 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  143 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  -  45 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend  7 1 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  23 

My  Shepherd  will  jupply  my  need  23 

My  foul,  honv  lovely  is  the  place  84 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  1  r 


*  TABLE. 

Pfalm. 

My  foul,  repeat  >  his  praife  i  o  3 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praifi.  104 

My  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  62 

My  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord  42 

My  trujl  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend  7 

AfOJleep  nor  f umber  to  his  eyes  132 
Not  to  our  names ,  thou  only  jufl  and  true      1 1 5 

Not  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  dujl  1 1 5 

Now  be  my.  heart  infpir'd  to  ling  45 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion' 's  rage  22 

Now  Vm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind  7  3 

Now  let  cur  lips  with  holy  fear  69 

Now  let  our  mournful  fongs  record  2  2 

Now  may  the  God  ofpow'r  and  grace  20 

Now  plead  my  caufe,  Almighty  God  35 

Nowjhall  myfolemn  mows  be  paid  66 

S~)  ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord  1 1 7 

O  bleffed fouls  are  they  32, 

O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  103 

Ofjuflice  and  of  grace  1 fing  10 1 

Ofj  r  a  fhout  of  facred joy  j^j 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries  55 

O  God  of  grace  and  right eoufnefs  4 
O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call                            .      5  I 

O  God  to  whom  revenge  belongs  94 

O  happy  ?nan  whofefoul  is  filVd  1 2  8 

O  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord  33 

O  how  J  love  thy  holy  law  1 J  9 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  3 

O  Lord  our  heavenly  King  8 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  bow  wond'rous  great  8 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  1 19 

O  that  thy  flat utes  ev'ry  hour  1 1 9 

O  thou  who  hear1  ft  when  finners  cry  51 

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Pjalm, 

0  thou  whofe  juftice  rtigns  on  high  56 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft  t)0 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs  1 30 

O  what  a  ft  iff  rebellious  houfe  7  8 

pRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  6$ 

Pre  if  ye  the  Lord ;  exalt  his  name  13$ 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  my  heart  /hall  join  146 

Praifeye  the  Lord ;  ''tis  good  to  raife  147 

Preferve  me  Lord,  in  time  of  need  1 6 

V>E  70 ICE,  ye  righteous, 'in  the  Lord  33 

Remember',  Lord,  our  mortal  ft  ate  89 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return  90 

VALUATION  is  for  ever  nigh  8§ 

Save  me,  0  Lord,  the  fuelling  foods  6§ 

Save  me,  O  Lord  from  erf  ry  foe  1 6 

See  what  a  living  Stone  1 1 8 

Shew  pity,  Lord-,  O  Lord,  forgive  $1 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  <s  Zbn"  /bine  67 

Sing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord  66 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  8 1 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  95 

Sing  to  the  Lord  v:ith  joyful  voice  loo 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands  96 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  HI 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay  Zf 

Sure  there 's  a  rrghteous  God  73 
Svjeet  if  the  msm'ry  of  thy  grace                          .  145 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  £2 

n/'EACHme  the  meafure  of  my  days  39 

Th*  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  97 

That  man  is  hi  eft  who  ft  and s  in  awe  1 1 2 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's  24 

Thee  will  Hove,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength  1 8 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  99 

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ro  TABLE. 

Pfalm. 

The  God  ef  our  Jalvation  hears  65 

The  heavens  declare  thy   glory,  Lord  1 9 

The  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face  45 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  1 1  8» 

The  hard,  how  wend' reus  are  his  ways  1 03 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  93 

The  Lord  is  come,  the  heavens  proclaim  97 

9  he  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  2$. 

T"he  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  27 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  93 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne  50 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  50 

The  Lord,  the  foreign  King  1 03 
The  Lod,  the  Sovereign,  fends  his fummons forth  50 

The  man  is  ever  blefi  j. 

Tte  fraife  of  Zion  waits  for  thee  65 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  40 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  ?nan  89 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  1 1  8 

This  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  24 

T'hou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  1 3  9 

Thcu  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleft  1 20 

Through  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God  90 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord  1 1 2 

Thus  I  refill? d  before  the  Lord  39 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,    "  The- fpacious  fields  .  (Jq 

Thusfiailh  the  Lord,   "  Tour  wovk  is  vain  40 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  fipake  I IO 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and feas       m  no 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  0  Lord  1 1 7 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord  H  9 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord  1 07 

JTis  by  thyfirengtht.be  mountains  fi and  65 

To  God  I  cry  V  w ith  mournful  voice  7 7 

Td.Qod  1  made  my  for rows  known  142 


TABLE.  n 

Pfalm. 

To  God the  great)  the  ever  hleft  106 

To  hea<v*n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  1 2 1 

To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God  98 

To  thee  before  the-  dawning  light  1  1 9 

To  thee  Mo  ft  Holy,  and  Moft  High  75 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  1 8 

*Twas  for  thy  fake,  eternal  God  69 

*Twasfrom  thy  hand,  my  God,  1  came  139 

'Twos  in  the  watches  of  the  night  63 

T/"AIN  man,  mi  foolijh  pleafures  bent  .  1 07 

Unjkaken  as  the  jacrtd  hill  a  25 

Up  from  my  youth,  may  Ifr'elySzy  129 

■Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes  121 

i  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes  i  2 1 

"LKfE  blefs  the  hord,  the  juft  and  good  68 

We  love  thee,  hord,  and  we  adore  1 8 

What  frail  I  render  to  my  God  1 16 

When  Chrift  to  judgment  /hall  defend  50 

When  God.  is  nigh,  my  faith  isjlrong  1 6 

When  God,  provoked  with  daring  crimes  ic  J 

When  God  refold  our  captive  ft  ate  126 

When  God  reveaVd  his  gracious  name  126 

When  lfr'el  freed  from  Pharaoh'j-  hand  j  14 

-When  Ifr'ef/£W,  the  Lord  reproves  78 

When  I  with  pie a/irig  wonder  ftand  1 39 

When  man  grows  bold  in  fin  36 

When  overwhelm' d  with  grief  61 

When  pain  and  anguijh  feize  me,  hord  119 

'When  the  ye  at  Judge,  fupreme  and  juft  9 

Where  (hall  the  man  be  found  25 

Where  Jhall  we  go  tofeek  and  find  1 3  2 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  ,36 

Wrhile  I  keep  ftleme  and  conceal  32 

Who  jhall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place  1 5 


l2  .  TABLE. 

Pfalm. 

Whojball  inhabit  in  thy  bill  I  5 

Who  prill  arife  ana  plead  my  right  94. 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  2 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  jlay  2 

Why  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor  49 

Why.  do  the  wealthy  wicked  loaf  3  7 

Why  dcth  the  Lord Jl and  offfo  far  I O 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  49 

Why  has  my  God,  my  foul  forfook  22 

Why  Jhould  I  -vix  my  foul,  and  fret  3  7 

Will  God  for  ever  caft  us  off  74 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  1 38 

With  earnef  longings  of  the  mind  42 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong  9 

With  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  tlry  face  1 1 9 

With  re~jyrence  let  thejaints  appear  89 

With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud  147 

Would  you  behold  the  Works  of  God  10  7 

*yE  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice  3  3 

Ye  iflands  of  the  Nor  then:  fea  97 

Ye  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice  1 00 

Ye  fervants  cfth'  Almighty  King  1 1  3 

Ye  fans  of  men,  afeehh  race  9 1 

Ye  Jons  of  pride  who  hate  the  jufi  49 

Ye  who  delight  toferve  the  Lord  j  j  3 

Ye  who  obey  th'  immortal  King  134. 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  *  \  4$ 

2et  (faith  the  Lord)  if  DavicRr  race  $9 


THE 


PSALMS  of    DAVID, 

IMITATED     IN    THE  LAKGUAGi 
OF   THE 

NEW  TESTAMENT, 


Psavm     L    Common  Metre. 
9"/6f  way  and  end  of  the  right  ecus  and  the  wicked 'K 
,ESTis  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place 


Where  fmners  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  fcoffe.r's  feat. 

2  Who  in  the  ftatutesof  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  gen'rous  kind, 

By  living  waters  fet, 
Safe  fi#rn  the  ftoro*s  and  blading  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate.] 
4,  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  e'-_er  fair 
Shall  his  profexlion  fliine  ;. 
While  fruits  of  hoiinefs  appear 
Likexiuilcrs  on  the  vine. 
JB 


t4  PSALM    I. 

5  Not  fothe  impious  and  unjuft  ; 

What  vain  de'figns  they  form  !  • 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 
Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  (hall  not  ftand 

Among  the  fons  of  grace, 
When  Chriji  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  finners  lead 
Pown  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Psalm     I.    Short  Metre. 

The  faint  happy  \  the  firmer  mifirable. 

s   f"T~*HE  man  is  ever  bleft 

JL       Who  fhuns  the  finners*  ways, 
-Among  their  councils  never  ftands, 

Nor  takes  the  fcomer's  place. 
.2  Who  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Arnidft  the  labours  of  the  day, 

And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree  fhall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root  : 
Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  fhall  live  ; 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  But  the  ungodly  race, 

Can  no  fuch  blefnngs  fin  d  : 
Their  hopes  will  flee  like  emptyThafF 

Before  the  drivirg  wind. 
.5  How  will  they  bear  to  Hand 

Before  that  judgment-feat, 
Where  all  the  faints  at  ChriJVs  right  hand 

In  full  affembly  meet  ? 


PSALM    I,  II.  i> 

6  He  knows  and  he  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  go  ; 
But  Tinners  and  their  works  will  meet* 

A  dreadful  overthrow. - 

Psalm     I.     Long  Metre. 
'J  he  difference- between  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

1  TJAPPY  the  man  whofe  cautious  feet 
JX  Shuns  the  broad  'way  which  fmners  go*. 
Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fear s  to  talk  as  fccffers    do. 

2  He  loves  to  pafs  his  morning  light 
Among  the  ftatuces  cf  the  Lord  ; 

And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleafure,  pondYing  o'er  the  word. 

3  Pie,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  tlreams, 
Shall  flourim  in   immortal  green  : 

And  heav'n  willfhine  with  kinder!:  beams 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 
^  Bat  finners  fln^  their  councils  croft;. 
As  chaff  before  the  temper!  riles, 
So  fhall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  ihakes  the  Ikies. 

5  In  vain  the  rebels  feek  to  ftsnd 

Jn  judgment,  with  the  pious  race^~ 

The  dreadful  Judge  with  ftern  command 

Divides  them  to  a  different  place. 

6  *■*  Strait  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod, 
"  I  blefs  the  path  and  drew  it  plain  ; 

"  But  ycm  would  chuofe  the -crocked  ro&d, 
"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain." 

Psalm     II.  '  Short  Metre. 

Tranftated  according    to  the  divine  pattern. 

Acis  \v,   24,  IsrV. 
■Chrift  d;ing,  rifeg,  interceding,   and  reigning. 


*6  PSALM    1L 

i   [Tfc  /TAKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 

JLVX     Of  heav'n,  and  earth  and  feas  i 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy. word, 

And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 
a  The  things  fo  long  foretold 

By  David,  arefulHU'd, 
When  Jw;  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 

Jsfus  thine  holy  child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage,' 

And  Jews  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  councils  to  deftroy 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againit  the  Lord  their  powers  unite,, 
Agninit.  his  Ckrijf  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  fupport  his  throne, 

He  who  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 

Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  afceuded  high, 

And  afks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 

And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth.. 
•7  He  afks,  and  God  beftows 

A  large  inheritance  ; 
Far  as  the  world's  remorerl  ends 

His  kingdom,  mall  advance* 

8  The  nations  that   rebel, 

Muft  feel  his  iv.  n  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  honors  well* 
Which  hereceiv'd  from  God*. 

9  [Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  new, 

And  wormip  at  his  thrane  j 


PSALM     II.  '7 

With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 

To  God's  exalted  Soa, 
10  If  once  his  wrath  arife, 

Ye  periih'on  the  place  ; 
Then  BleiTedis  the  foul  that  flies 

For  refuge,  to  his  grace.] 

Psalm     II.     Common  Metre. 

"HY  did  the  nations  join  to  ilav 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son  .? 
Why  did  they  caft  his  laws  away, 

And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 
The  Lord  who  fits  above  the- fides, 

Derides  their  rage  below  ; 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes^, 

And  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through. 
"  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from   the  dead; 
"  Imake  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 

•"  And  wide  his  kingdom  ipread. 
"  Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

f*  The  utmoft  Heathen  lands  : 
*«  Thy  rod  of  iron  mail  deftroy 

#  The  rebels  that  wkhfrand." 
Ee  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  birth, 

And  tremble  at  his  word. 
With  humble  love  addrefs  his  throne  j 

For,  if  he  frown,  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecure,  arid  thofe  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

Psalm     11.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'i  death t  refurreclion  and  cfienfion, 


IS  PSALM     II. 

i^TTTHYdidthe  Jews  proclaim  their  rage? 
yy   The RomtTvswhythcnfwords employ? 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  engage, 
His  dear  Anointed  to  deftroy. 

2  M  Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,  they  fay, 
w  This  man  mail  never  give  us  laws  ;" 
And  thus  they  call  his  yoke  away, 
And  naii'd  the  Monarch  to  the  crofs. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controuls;. 
He'll  vex  their  hearts  'with  inward  pains, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
"  On  Ziorfs  everlafting  hill  ; 

«  My  hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
«  And  he  ihall  ftand  your  Sovereign  ftill.'1 

5  [His  wond'rous  riling  from  the  earth, 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heav'nly  birth, 
"  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son* 

6  "  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
«  There  thou  malt  afk,  and  1  beftow 

«  The  utmoft  bounds  of  Heathen  lands  ; 
*<  To  thee  the  Northern  ifles    ihall  bow."} 

7  But  nations  that  refill  his  grace, 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  ilroke  : 
His  rod  ihall  crufti  his  foes  with  eafe, 
As  potters'  eartherr.  ware  is  broke. 

PAUSE. 

fj  Now  ye  who  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 
Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord  the  Lamb  j 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 


PSALM    IIL   ;  19 

Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name, 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
If  ye  provoke  his  jealcufy, 

10  His  florins  lhall  drive  you  quick  to  helj, 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  duft; 

Happy  the  fouls  that  know  him  well : 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  truft, 
Psalm     III.     Common  Metre. 
Doubts  and  fears  fupprejfed  :   or,  God  our  defence 
from  fin  and  Satan. 

1  T&  y|*Y  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
J^d^  How  fail  my  foes  increafe  \ 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  prefent  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 
.     There's  no  relief  in  heav'n  5 
And  all  my  fwelling  fins  appear 

-    Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thcu,  my  glory  and  my  ftrength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threat'nig  guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 

4  [  I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  lift'ning  ear  ; 
I  call'd  my  Father  and  my  God, 
And  he  fubdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  fhed  fdff  fl umbers  on  mine  eyes- 

In  fpite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  Voke,  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
"Which  guarded  my  repofe.]  # 


zo  PSALM    III. 

6  What  though  the  hofts  of  death  and  hell 

All   arm'd  againfl  me  ftcod, 
Terrors  no  more  fhalj  (hake  my  foul ; 
My  refuge  is  ray  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace,. 

While  I  thy  glory  fing  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  fling. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  favc  : 
Bleffings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 
Psalm     III.     Long  Metre. 
A  Morning    Pfalm, 

1  f~^\  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes. 
\^J  In  this  weak  ftate  of  flefh  and  blood  I 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 

But  my  defence  and  hope,  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry  : 
Thou  heardft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  : 

Not  death  mould  make  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  mould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night  j 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 

And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  fong. 

Psalm     IV.     Long  Metre. 

Hearing  ofpraygr:  cr,  God  our  portion,  and '  Chrift 

our  hope. 


PSALM    IV.  21 

OGOD  of  grace  and  rigteoufnefs, 
Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  j 
Thou  haft  enlarg'd  me  in  diftrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 
Ye  fons  of  men,  in  vain  ycu  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  hVame  : 
How  long  will  fc offers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour  s  name  ? 
Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide  : 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents 
For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrijl  who  dy'd* 
When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pardoning  grace. 
Let  the  unthinking  many  fay 
Who  ivlll  bejlowfome  earthly  gDod  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  ; 
Our  fouls  delire  this  heav'nly  food. 
Then  (hall  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favour  fo  divine  : 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn  and  'all  their  wine. 

Psalm     IV.     Common  Metre. 
'An  Evening  Pjalm. 

TORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 
(JB_Jj     I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
i  tear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  1  dare  to  fin. 
And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head 
^rom  gai^s  and  bujjneft  frce^ 


3*  PSALM    V. 

'Tis  fweet  converfing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee.- 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  facrince  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  !    my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  •, 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  liumbers  keep. 
Psalm     V'.     Common  Metre.. 
For  the  Lord's  day  mewing. 
i    1"     ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  malt  hear 
J^_j     MV  voice  afcending  high  : 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chrljl  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints.. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whofe  light 

The  wicked  (hall  not  (land  \ 

Sinners  (hal)  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at.  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  reforr, 

To  taile  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteoufnefs  ! 
Make  cvVy  path  of  duty   ftraight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

B.AVSE, 


PSALM    VI. 

ful  enemies  combii 

To  tempt  my  feet  to  ftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bale  defign, 

To  make  my  fo.ul  their  prey. 
Lord,  crufh  the  ferpent  into  dud, 

And  all  his  plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  who  in  thy  mercy  truft, 

For  ever  (hout  for  joy. 
The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfii'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  coropafs  them 

With  favour,  as  a  fhield. 
Psalm     VI.     Common  Metre. 

Cimplaint  in  Jicknefs  :   or,  difeafes  healtd. 

IN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
Withdraw  the  dreadful  llorm  ; 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  io  hot 

Again  ft  a  feeble  worm. 
My  foul  bows  down  with  heavy  cares, 

My  Helh  with  pain  oppreft  ; 
My  couch  is    witnefs  to  my  tears, 

My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 
Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days  ; 

I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  rninutes~as  they  pafs, 

Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 
Shall  I  be  (till  tormented  more  ? 

Mv  eves  confum'd  with  srief  ? 


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*4  rSALM    VI. 

He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's   fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 
6  The  virtues  of  his  fov'reign  word 
Reftores  our  fainting  breatli  j 

But  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

Psalm     VI    Long  Metre. 

Temptations  in  ftcknefs  overcome. 
5    "I"     ORE),  I  can  fuifer  thy  rebukes* 

^_j"When  thouwithkindnefsdoftchaftife  ; 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  ! 

2  Pity  my  languifhing  eftate, 

And  eafe  the  forrows  which  I  feel ; 
The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ! 

3  See  how  I  pafs  my  weary  days 

In  fighs  and  groans  ;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  watered  with  my  tears* 
My  grief  confumes  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  i 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  (hall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
"When  {hail  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong  ? 

5  I  feel  my  flem  fc  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  ; 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dull  and  filence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters  from  my  foul ; 
Ar.d  all  defp^iring  thoughts,  depart : 

God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  cafe  my  pain,  and  cheer  my  heart. 


PSALM    VJI.  25 

Psalm     VII.    -Common-Metre. 

Croats  care  of  his  people,  and funifliment  ofperfecutou* 
t   "*  j|*Y  truft  is  in  my  heavily  Friend, 
J  VI    My  hope  in  thee,  my  God; 
Rife,  and  my  helplefs  iife  defend 
From  thofe  who  feek  my  blood. 
-2  With  intblence  and  fury,  they 
My  fonl  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliv'rer's  near. 
3  If  I  have  e'er  provok'd  them  firft, 
Gr  once  abus'd  my  foe, 
Then  let  him  tread  my  life  to  duClD 
And  lay  my  honour  low. 
3  If  there  he  malice  found  in  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
I  fhould  not  dare -appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  a  Ik  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and.pow'r  controul  ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command. 
Deliv'rance.  for  my  foul. 

P  A  U  S  L . 

6  Let  Tinners  and  their  wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  duft  ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  jure? 

7  He-knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  wiii  defend  th'  upright :/" 
His  fharpeft  arrows  he  ordains 
Agalnft  the  fons  of  Fpite. 
S  For  me  their  malice  digged  a  pit, 

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ZQ  r  O  A  i-i-IVl        Vlll. 

But  there  themfelves  are  caft  ; 
My  God  makes  ail  their  mifchief  light 

On  their  own  heads  at  laft. 
q  That  cruel  perfecuting  race, 

Muft  feel  his  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  foul,  and  praife  the  grace 

Andjuftice.of  the  Lord. 

Psalm     VIII.     Short'Metre. 

-God's  fovereignty  and  goodnefs  ;  and  man's  domhtkn 
ever  the  creatures. 

1   /^V  LORD,  our  heav'nly  King, 

\J    Thy  name  is  all -divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 

And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  mine. 
.2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 

1  rsife  my  wond'fing  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 

Adorn  the  darkfome  Ikies  : 
,   3  When  Ifurvey  the  ftars, 

And  all  their  mining  forms,  t 

Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thing, 

Akin  to  duft  and  worms ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 

That  thou  fhouldft  love  him  fo? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  allbelow. 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 

While  beafts  like  flaves  obey, 

And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 

And  fifn  that  cleave  the  fea. 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

And  wond'rous  are  thy  ways  : 
Of  duft  and  worms  thy  powYcari  frame 


PSALM    VIII.  27 

A  monument  of  praife. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes 

And  fucklings,  thou  canfr  draw 
Surprifing  honours  to  thy  name, 
And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe. 

8  OLord,  our  heav'nly  King, 

Thy  name  Is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  theheav'ns  they  mine.] 

Psalm     VIII...    Common  Metre. 

ChriJVs    candefcenfi-on   and    glonfcailcn  :   or,   Gcd 
made  man. 

I  f~*\  LORD*  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
\_J     Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 
%.  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  which  rules  the  nighty. 
And  (tars  that  well  adorn  the  fky,  _ 
Thofe  moving  woiids  of  light  : 

3  Lord,  what  is  man;  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  "fo  far  below,    - 
That  then  fhouldft  vifit  him  with  grace*    j 
And  love  his  nature  fo  ! 

4  That  thine  eternal  Sonfnould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm  1 

5  [Yet,  while  heliv'd  on  earth  unknown^ 

And  men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  feas  and  fifties  own  ; 

His  Godhead,  and  his  pow'r. 
6 .The  waves  lay"iV>read  beneath  his  feet  \ 


*8  PSALM    VIIL 

And  fifli,  at  his  command 
Bring  their  large  fhoals  to  Peters  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  leffer  glories  of  thy  Son 

Shone  through  the  flelhly  cloud  ; 
New  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confefs  him  GOD.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  majefty 

Who  how'd  his  head  to  death  ; 

And  be  his  honours  founded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 

9  Jefu*>  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

Psaim     VIIL     \Jl  Part.     Long  Metre, 

The  Ho/anna  of  the  children  ;   sr,  infants  trailing 
GOD. 

LMipHTY  Ruler  of  the  fides, 

Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpread, 

And  thine  eternoi  glories  rife 

O'er  all  the  beav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 

To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

A  monument  of  honour  raife  ; 

And  babes  with  uninftructed  tongue 

Dechre  the  wonders  of  thy  pr*ii"c. 

Thy  pow'r  afiiffs  their  lender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 

To  ftill  the  bolr-  b„  Jpbemers  rage, 

And  ail  their  policies  confound. 
Idren  amidft  thy  temple  throng 

To  fee  their  gre  ;i  Redeemer's  face  i 

The  foa  of  Daxidu  their  feng, 


PSALM    VIII,  IX.  '  29 

And  young  Eofanna*  fill  the  place. 
5  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefts 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breads, 
While  Jev/ijh  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

Psalm     VIII.    2d  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Paraphrafed. 

Adam  and  Chrift,    Lords  of  the  old  and  the  new- 
er sat  ion. 

1  T*    ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft,  ' 
\^t  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 

That  thou  fh'ouldft  fet  him  and  his  race 
But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  Ihouldft  raife  his  nature  {o. 
And  make  him  lord  of  alt  below  ; 
Make  ev'ry  beaft  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  filhes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !   what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Jdam's  ftate  ! 
What  honours  fl*all  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  I 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
See  him  in  dull  among  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  ; 
But  he  fhall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
Themis'ries  which  attend  the  fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Psalm     IX.     1 ft Part.     Common  Metre, 

Wrath  and  mercy  from  the  judgment-feat. 

i^TTTITH  my  wnole heart  PH'raifeary  fong, 

VV    Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim, 

C  2 


,3©  PSALM    IX. 

Thou  fov'reign  Judge  of  right  and  WTOiig, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  frame. 

2  I'll  fing  thy  majeity  and' grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  (hall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prore 

For  all  who  are  oppreft  ; 
To  favethe  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  reft. 

4  The  men  who  know  thy  name  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  thejuft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zien's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

Psalm     IX.     2d  ? art.     Common  Metre. 

7  he  ixifdom  and  equity  of  Pr evidence. 

HEN  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  jurr, 
Shall  once  inquire  for  blood  ; 
The  humble  fouls  who  mourn  in  dull, 

Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 
He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raife  : 
InZi  on's  gates,  with  cheerful  breath 

They  ling  their  Father's  praife. 
His  foes  fhall  fall  with  heedlefs  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  firtners  perifh  in  the  net 

Which  their  own  ha-ids  had  fpread. 
by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 


PSALM    X.  jc 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known  : 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deftroy'd^ 
Thefnare  muft  be  their  own. 

FAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  Trial  1  fink  down  to  hell  3* 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
Which  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  commands. 

6  Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs.  are  brought, 

And  wait,  and  long   complain, 
Theif  cries  fhall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  ihall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  fezt, 

To  judge  and  fave  the  poor  ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 

And  man  prevail  no  more. 
S  Thy  thunder  mail  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 

And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

Psalm     X.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  beard,  and  faints  fa<ved  :  cr,  pride,  Atheifm> 
and  oppreffion  f  unified, 

For  a  humiliation  day. 

1  TTTHY  doth  the  Lord  ftandoff  fo  far  ? 

VV       And  why  conceal   his  face, 
When  great  calamities,  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 

2  Lord,  IhaH  the  wicked  ftill  deride 

Thy  juftice  and  thy  po:w*r  ? 
Shall  they  advance  tfreir  heads  in  pride, 
And  ftill  thy  faints  devour! 

3  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  fight, 


gs  PULM    XI. 

And  then  infult  the  poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 
4  Arife,  O  Lord,  lift  up  thine  hand,. 
Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  fhall  dare  toftand 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 

PAUSE. 

£  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage,. 
And  fay  with  foolifn  pride, 
The  God  ofheav'n  mil  ne'er  engage 
To  fight  on  Zion'/  fide* 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord  ; 

And  pow'rful  is  thy  hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  fword,- 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  praya 

And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear, 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  fay, 
And  put  the  world  in  fear. 
3  Proud  tyrants  fhall  no  more  oppre&, 
No  roore  defpife  :he  juft  ; 
And  mighty^finners  -fhall  confefs 
They  are  but  feeble  duft.  " 

Psalm     XI.    Long  Metre. 
Gcd  loves  the  righteous \  and  hates  the  wiifod* 

i   TL  /T  Y  refuge  is  the  God  of  love ; 
IVl  Why  do  n  y  foes  infult  and  cry, 
Fly  like  a  tintrous,   tremhlivg  dome, 
fTo  dijlani  woods  or  mountains  J?y  ? 

2  If  government  ^eonce  de^roy'd 
(That  nvv,  foundation  of  our  peac;) 
And  violence  makes  juftice  void* 


-PSALM    XII.  33 

Where  fhall  the  righteous  feek  redrefs  ?' 

3  The  Lord  in  heav'a  has  flx'd  his  throne, 
His. eye  furveys  the  world  below  ; 

-  To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known  y 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpirits  through* 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  faints  fo  far,. 

To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  tranfgrefTors  fear  1 
His  very  foul  abhors  their  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  (hail  rain 
Tempefts  of  brimftone,  fire  and  deaths 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  tngry  breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls* 
Whole  thoughts  and  actions  are  fincsre3  ■ 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

-The men  who  his  own  image  bear. 

Psalm     XII.     Long  Metre. 

5 'he faint *s  fefety  and  hope  in  evil  times  :  or,  fins  of 
the  tongue  tcmplained  ef,  viz.  bUfphemyt   ftdfir- 

Lead,  ZSc. 

ORD,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear, 
Virtue  aod  truth  will  fly  away  ; 
A  faithful  man  among  us  here 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe  when  neighbours  rneet3 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  look  and  vaia  ; 

Their  lips  are  flatt'ry  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  lamguageis  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long  2 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flatt'r  ing  and  blaspheming  tongue,  ' 


34  PSALM    XIL 

'4  Yet  (h all  our  words  be  free,  they  cry  : 
Our  tongues  Jhall  be  controul'd  by  none  : 
•    Where  is  the  Lord  mil  afk  us  why  P 
Or  fay,  our  lips  are  not  our  own  P 

5  The    Lord  who  fees  the  poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  th*  oppreffor's  haughty  {"train, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  reft, 

Nor  mail  they  truft  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  woH,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit  (hall  itill  appear  ; 

Not  illver  fev'n  times  purify'd 

From  drofs  and  mixture,  fhinesfo  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  ihall  in  the  darken:  hour 
Defend  the  holy  foul  from  harm  : 
Though  when  the  vileft  men  have  pow*r, 
On  ev'ry  fide  will  fmners  fwarm. 

Psalm     XII.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  a  general  corrupt io-7  of  manners  ;    or, 
the  promifi  and  figns  of  C.hriflV  coming  to  judg? 
*     ment. 

1  T  TELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
JlX  Religion  lofes  ground  ! 

The  fbns  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  brake, 

Yet  aft  the  fiatt'rer's  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  lie,. 

How  is  their  fury  ftirr'd  ! 
Are  not  our  lips  our  own,  they  cry,^ 
And  who  Jhall  be  our  Lord  P 
4.  Scoffers  appear  on  ev'ry  fide, 


PSALM    XIII.  $s 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Are  rais'd  to  feats  of  pow'r  and  pride, 
And  bear  the  fword  in  vain. 

PAUSE.       ' 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blafphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  haft'ning  on  ? 

Haft  thou  not  giv'n  the  fign  i 
May  we  not  trull  and  live  upon 
A  promife  fo  divine? 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife* 

"  And  makeopprelTors  flee  ; 
"  I  fhall  appear  to  their  furprife, 
*<  And  fet'my  fervants  free."  \ 
8  Thy  w<3rd,like  iilver.fev'n  times  try'd, 
Thro'  ages  fhall  endure  : 
The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thy  promife  fure. 

Psalm     XiII.     Long  Metre. 
Pleading   with   God  under  deferlion  :  or,  'hope  in 
darknefs. 

i   p^OW  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  I  complain 

Like  one  who  feeks  his  God  in  vain  ? 
Can'fl  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide, 
And  Iftiil  pray  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  evtr  be  forgot,  * 

As  one  whom  thou  regardeft  not  ? 
Still  fhall  my  foul  thy  abfence  mourn? 
And  ftill  defpair  of  thy  return  ? 

3  How  long  fhall  my  poor  troubled  breaft 
Be  with  thefe  anxious  thoughts  oppreft  ? 

And  Satan,  my  malicious  fee, 


$6  PSALM    XIII. 

Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  fo  low. 
-4  Heat,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 

Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 

If  thou  withdraw  thy  heav'nly  light, 

I  fleep  in  everlafting  night. 

5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  boafl, 
If  but  one  praying  foul  be  loft  ! 

But  I  have  trulted  in  thy  grace, 
And  mall  again  behold  thy  face. 

6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  fuggeft, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  jovj  my  reft  ; 
My  heart  (hall  feel  thy  love,  and  raifc 
My  cheerful  voice  to  fongs  of  praife. 

Psalm     XIII.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  twdrr  temptations  of  the  devil. 

1  TIT  OW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face-? 

|_  jj^   My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fhall  I  feel  thofe  heav'nly  rays 
Which  chafe  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  ihall  my  poor  laboring  foul 

Wrejlle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  fpreads  a  mill  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws   his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  fun  and  thou  my  fliield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  'keep  ; 
Make  hade  before  mine  eyes  arc  feal'd 
In  death's  eternal  fleep. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boaft  aloud, 


PSALM    XIV.  37 

If  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  Tons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  delay. 
5  But  they  mall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 
And  Satan  hide  his  head  : 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 
7  Thou  wiltdifplay  that  foreign  grace 
Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  fhali  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
And  vid'ry  (hall  be  fang* 

Psalm     XIV.     ijl  Part.    Common  Metre, 

By  nature  all  men  a'e  fanners. 

3    |  ^OOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay, 
Jt      <!  That  all  religion's  vain;    • 
"  There  is  no  God. -who  reigns  on  higb> 
"  Or  minds  th*  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane, 

Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  celeflial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  who  fought  his  grace. 
Or  did  his  juftice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  aftray  ; 

Their  practice  all  the  fame  : 
There's  none  who  fcars  his  Maker's  hand  5' 
There's  none  who  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit; 

Their  ilanders  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fvift  to  mifehicf  are  their  feet  I 
Nor  know  the  naths  of  peace. 
D 


3*  PSALM    XIV,  XV. 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  all  our  hearts  are  found  ; 
■    Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 

'Til!  grace  refine  the  ground. 

Psalm     XIV.     id  Part.    Common  Metre.    . 

The  folly  ofpcrfecutoi's. 

1  A    PvEfinners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown, 
XJL    That  they  thy  faints  devour  ; 
And  never  wbrfhip  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow'r  £ 

2  Great  God  !   appear  to  their  furprife, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ! 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife, 
N$r  turn  our  hope  to  fhame. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell  among  the  juft  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  mould  make  thy  name  our  trufl: 
Great  God  !   confound  their  pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  day  were  come, 

To  finifh  our  diftrefs ! 
'  When  God  mall  bring  his  children  home, 
Ou'rfongs  mall  never  ceafe. 

Psalm     XV.     Common  Metre. 
Character  of  a  faint  :  or,   a  citizen  ofX'ion  ;  or, 

t be  qualifications  of  a  Cbrijiian, 
i   T/f/HO  mail  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 
VV      OGodofholinefs  ? 
"Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 
2  The  man  wbo  walks  in  pious  ways. 
And  works  with  righteous  hands, 
Who  trtifts  his  Maker's  promifes, 
And  follows  his  commands. 
i  Who  'peaks 'the  meaning  of  his  heart, 


FSALM    XV.  39 

Nor  flinders  with  his  tongue  ; 
Will*  not  promote  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  Who  wealthy  fmners  iiili  contemns, 

Loves  all  who  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  though  to  liis-owa  hurt  lie  fwear^, 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  Whofe  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  poor : 
This  man  fhzl'i  dw-eilwith  God  on  earth j  . 
And  find  his  heav'n  fecure. 

Psalm     XV.     Long  Metre,: 

Riligio^i  arj  jiijiice,  gcodnrfs  and  truth  :  sr,  duties  fj 
God  and  man  :  cr,  ihd  qttidfficatia.'is  efaCbrijliun, 

iH\  THO  ihiaTi;a%nd  thy  heavily  place, 
V  V   ^reatGod,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  rnari  who  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  cl ean  ; 
Whofe  lips  frill  fpeak  the  thing  they  n^ati  ; 
No  {landers  dw#i  upon  his  tongue  ; 

Ke  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong, 

3  [Who  will  not  truft  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt  : 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  defpife, 

But  faints  are  honcur'd  in 'his  eyes. 

4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  ftood, 
And  always  makes  his  prom-ife  good  ; 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwareSj 
"Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears. 

<§.  He  rever  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  juftice  fhould  be  ibid  i   . 
W.bikjQthers  gripe  and  grind  the  poory  , 


4Q  PSALM    XVI. 

Sweet  chanty  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  thole  who  curfe  him  to  his  face  : 
And  doth  toall  men  frill  the  fame 
Which  he  would  hope  or  wifh  from  them* 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieft  works  are  done, 
His  foui  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Psalm     XVI.     \J}  Part.     Long  Metr*. 

Co:-' fcff.cn  cf  cxr  fs<z.erty}  and  faints  tie  heft    compa- 
ny ;  cr,  gud  works  profit  ?neny  net   God. 

EEtiERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
E^r  iuccour  ro  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
y  goodiiefs  cannot  reach  to  thee.' 

2  Oi'i  have  my  heart  and  tosgug  conieft 
How  empty  and  how?  poor  I  am  ; 

My  praife  can  never  msfcethee  b'eft, 
Npr  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  hints  on  earth  may  reap- 
Some  profit  hy  the  £ooa  we  do  ; 
Theft  are  the  company  I  keep, 

Thcfe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know* 
.4  Let  others  choofe  the  fons  of  mirth, 
To  give  a  reliih  to  their  wine  ; 
I  love  t'r  e  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Whole  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

Fsalm     XVI.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

ChrijPs  all-fttfficitncy. 
i   Tf TOW  faft  rherrguijt  and  forrows  rife, 
jT. A    Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  idol  god  ; 
I  will  not  taile  their  facriiice, 


?SALM    XVL  41 

Their  ofFring  of  forbidden  blood, 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup. 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  lite  has  offer'd  up 
Jefus,  his  bed  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 

By  day  his  counfbls  guide  me  right; 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  bleft, 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  night, 

4  I  fet  him  flill  before  mine  eyes  ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  ftands  preparM 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furprife, 
And  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

Psalm     XVL-  3d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Courage  in  death,  and  hope  of  the  refurreciion,. 
t-TT  THEN  God  is  nigh,  my. faith  isflrong> 
VV   His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  ; 
Ee  glad  my  he2rt,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flern.  fhall  reft  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dull  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave  - 
My  foul  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flefia  mall  thy  firft  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  dull  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  (halt  thou  iead  the  woad'rcws  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  Iky. 

4  There  ftreams  of  endkfs  pieafure  flow,1 
And  fall  difcov'rks  of  thy  grace,  - 
Which  we  but  tafted  here  below, 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  through  all  the  place, 

Psalm     XVI.     \fiPart.     Common  Metre, 
Support  and  counjel  frcm  G  od,  without  m$? it. 
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42  PSALM    XVI. 

i   Q  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  evVy  foe, 
O     In  thee  my  truft  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  which  I  can  do, 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace. 
2  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 
The  faints  may  profit  by't  ; 
The  faints,  the  glory  cf  the  earth, 
The  men  of  my  delight. 
3.  Let  Heathens  to  their  idols  hafte, 
And  worfhip  wood  or  ftDne  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  conftant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  : 
Much  am  I  pleasM  with  prefent  good* 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counfels  are  my  light ; 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day, 

And  gentle  hints  by  night. 
k  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  eye  ; 
Not  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  mail  move, 

While  fuch  a  Friend  is  nigh. 

Psalm     XVI.     id  Part.     Common  Metre. 

The  death  andrefumttion  c/'Chrift. 

i  "  Y  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
j[    "  He  bears  my  courage  up  ;. 
"  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefs> 
"  My  flefh  ihall  reft  in  hope. 
2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
"  Where  fouls  departed  are  ; 
"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 


PSALM    XVII.  43 

"  To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  t{  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

"  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  ; 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafures  give,.1 
"  Thy  prefqnce,  joy  unknown." 

4  [Thus  in  the  naipe  of  Cbrift,  the  Lord* 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jefusy  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  (lain  : 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores ! 
Behold  he  lives  again  ! 

6  When  mall  my  feetarife  and  ftand 

On  heav'n's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 

Psalm     XVII.     Short  Metre. 

Portion  of  faints  andfinners  :   or,    hope  and   defpair 
in  death, 

i      A   RISE,  my  gracious  God, 

f\   And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chaflifing  rod 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  {Inner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleafure  lies* 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boaft  of  all  his  ftore  ; 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritacce, 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  more, 

4  I  lhali  behold  the  face 


44  PSALM    XVII. 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs* 

Wafti'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 
5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 

When  I  awake  from  death, 
Preft  in  the  likenefs  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath. 

Psalm     XVII.     Long  Metre. 

*lht firmer* s  portion y  and faint's  hope:  or, the  heaven 

offeparatefiulsy  and  the  rejur region. 

1  y    ORD,  I  am  thine  :  but  thou  wilt  prove 

1  A  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love; 
When  men  of  fpite  againft  me  join, 
They  are  the  fword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  : 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know, 

'Tis  all  they  (eek  ;  they  take  their  mares> 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  finners  value,  I  refign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 
I  mall  beho'd  thy  blifsful  face, 
And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  fhow  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  1  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  fincere  ; 
When  (hall  I  'wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour  !  O  bleft  abode  I 
I  mail  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  flefii  and  nn  no  more  controul 
The  facred  pleafures  of  my  foul. 

6  My  flem  mail  Hun  ber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found  ; 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fweet  furpnfe, 


PSALM    XVIII.  45 

And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 
Psalm     XVIII.     \JlPart.    Long  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  deft  air  :  or,  temptations  overcome. 

I   '"TPHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength, 
JL     My  roek,  my  tow'r,  my  high  defence ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  mall  be  my  truft, 
For  Ihave'  found  falvatioa  thence. 

z  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave 

Stood  round  me  with  th^-ir  dii'mal  made  * 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  rcfe, 
And  made  my  finking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  law  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell, 
WitS  ejidlefs  pains  and  forrows  there, 
Which  none  but  thofe  who  feel,  can-tell* 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  defpair. 

4  In  my  diftrefs,  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcaree  believe  him  mine  : 
He  bow;d  his  ear  to  my  complaint : 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  : 
Awful,  and  bright  (as  lightning)  fhon« 
The  face  of  my  Deliv'rer,  God. 

6  TemptatioEs fled  at  his  rebuke, 
(The  blaft  of  his  almighty  breath  ;) 
He  fent  falvatioa  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  thQ  depths  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  ftrength,and  more  their  rages 
ButChrifr,  asy  Lord,  is  Conqu'ror ftill, 

In  all  the  wars  which  devils  wage. 

8  Myfong  for  ever  fhall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  -; 


46  PSALM    XVIIL 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 

Psalm     XVIIL     2d  Part.    Long  Metre. 

o 

Sincerity  pro-ved  and  rewarded. 

1  T"    OPJ),  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere, 
jLj  Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  5 
Before  my  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 

And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  waJkM  upright' before  thy  face  ; 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  ever  with  a  broken  heart* 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft  ! 
But  through  thy  grace  which  reigns  within^ 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  (in. 

4  That  fm  which  c!ofe  befets  me  ft  ill, 
Which  works  and  ftrives  againft  my  will  s 
When  (hall  thy  Spirit's  fov'reign  yaw'! 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  foul  fhall  find 
A  God  as  faithful,  and  as  kind.] 

6  The  juft  and  pure  fhail  ever  fay, 
Thou  art  mere  pure,  more  juft  than  they  : 
And  men  who  love  revenge   fhail  know 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

Psalm     XVIIL     3d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Rejoicing  in  God  :   cr,  falvation  and  triumph. 
V    YUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  fky  word, 
J    Great  n -:k  of  my  iecure  abode  ;  . 
Who  is  a  God  teude  the  Lord  ? 


PSALM    XVIIL  -47 

Or  there's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 
.2  'Tis  he  who  girds  me  with  his  might. 

Gives  me  his  holy  fword  to  wield  ; 

And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fight, 

Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  fnield. 
3  He  lives  (and  blefied  be  my  Rock) 

The  God  of  my  falvation  lives  :  . 

The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  broke  ; 

Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 
<4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fhams* 
5  To  David  &j\<\  his  royal  fcsd, 

Thy  grace  for  ever  mall  extend  ; 

Thy  love  to  faints  in  Chrifi  their  Head, 

Knows  not  a  limit,  or  an  end. 

Psalm     XVIIL     \fi  Part.    Common  Metre, 

ViBory  avd  triumph  over  temporal  enemies. 

s   T17E  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
V  V     Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  heavily  o  w'r * 
Our  bulwark,  and  our  fhield. 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  fure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  thence, 

3  When  God,  our  Leader,  mines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  lightning  of  his  fpear .? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  wir*ged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array, 


£s  PSALM    XVIII. 

In  millions  wait  to  know  .his  mind, 
And  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  (kill  ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  foord  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteel. 

7  [He  arms  our  captains  for  the  fight, 

Though  there  his  name's  forgot  ; 
(He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 

But  Cwus  knew  him  not.) 
&  Oft  has  the  Lord  who]-'  nations  bieft 

For  his  own  Churches'  fake; 
The  pow'rs  which  give  his  people  reft, 

Shall  of  his  care  partake.] 

Psalm     XVIII.     zd Part.    Common  Metre* 

The  conqutrcr^sfovz. 

i  r  £  •  G  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

X.     The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors.  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 

2  Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

Arid  break  onited  powers  ; 
Or  burn  their  boaftea*  Meets,  or  fcale 
The  prondeft  of  their  tow'rs. 

3  How  hr/ewe  chas'd  them  through  the  field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  fa'.vatio^  was  our  fhield, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry  • 


PSALM    XIX.  4f 

They  pefifh  in'  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  Rock  fo  great,  fo  high. 
So  pow'rful  as  our  God  ?. 

5  The  Reck  of  Ifr'el  eve?  lives. 

His  name  be  ever  bleft  ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vicTry  gives,. 
And  gives  his  people  reft. 

6  On  kings  who  reign  as  Daviddid, 

He  pours  his  bleffings  down ; 
Secures  their  honours  to  their  feed, 
And  well  fupports  their  crown. 
Ps a l m     XIX.     1/  fc****     Short  Metre, 
The  book  of  nature,  and  offcriptttre. 
For  a  Lord's  day  morning. 
*»   "QEHOLD  the. lofty  ffcy- 

J3   Declares  its  Maker,  God, 
And  all  the  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  nis  pow'r  abroad. 
fc  The  darknefs  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  courle  the  fame  £ 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night. 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  diff'rent  land 

Their  genVal  voice  is  known  : 
They  ihew  the  wonders  of  his.  hand. 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  cHriftian  lands  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  word; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  ftatutes  and  commands, 

Arc  fet  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  hkndl, 


50  f  b  A  L  M     AiA. 

Where  our  falVgfton  lies. 

6  His  laws  arejuft  and  pure, 

His  truth  without  deceit  ; 
His  promifes  for  eyer  ftiVe, 

And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  tafte, 

Affords  fo  much  delight, 
Nor  gold  which  has  the  furnace  pafs'd, 
So  much  allures  the  fight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  fmg, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 
Psalm     XIX.     zd  Part.     Short  Metre. 
God's  ivord p:cji  excellent .;  g? ,  fir.cerity  and  watch 
fulnefs. 
.r  or  3  Lord's  day  morning. 
i   TJEHQLD  the  morning  fun 

JQ    Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  oeams  through  all  the  nations  run3 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  tha  gofpel  comes, 

•  It  fpreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  Tinners  from  their  tombs^ 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  ail  thy  judgments  juft  ; 
For  ever  fure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  fecurelv  trun\ 

4  My  gracious  God,  now  plain 

Areihy  directions  giv  n  I 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 

But  find  the  path  to  heav'n. 


PSALM    XIX. 

PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy- good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me.  led  I  dray, 

6  O,  who  czn  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  f 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  roisd 

I  would  dare  tranfgrcfe* 
j  Warn  me  of  evVy  jia, 

-    Forgive  my  tecret  fauUs, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  miiif, 

Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts* 
8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpread  thy  pratfe  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  woriliip  and  the  fang, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
Psalm     XIX.    Long  Metre. 
The  books  of  nature  and fcripiure  compared  ;  or,  tip 
glory  and  jhecefs  of  ike  gojpel. 
BE  ueav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
in  ey-ry  ftar  thy  wifdcrn  fhines  j 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  wordy - 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confefs  $ 
But  the  bit  (I  volume  thou  haft  writ, 
Reveals  thy  jullice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  2nd  ftars  convey  thy  praife 
P^ound  the  whole  eartn5  and  never  ftand  ^ 
So  whemhy  truth  began  its  race? 

It  touch's  and  gl-ane'd  on  evfry  land. 

4  Nor  fhall  thy  fpreading:  gofpel  reft, 


cz-  PSALM    XIX. 

Till  through  .the  world  thy  truth  has  run  y. 

Til!  Chrift  has  all  the  nations  bleft, 
Which  fee  the  light,  or  feel  thefun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteoufnefs  arife, 

B'efs  the  dsrk  world  with  heav'nly  light  ; 

Thy  gifpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 

Thy  Jaws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right.     , 

6  Thy  noblefi  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renewed,  and  fjns  forgiv'n  : 
Lord,cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  aulde  to  heav'n. 

Psalm     XIX.     Particular  Metre. 
9  be  b&ck  of  nature  and  fcrifture. 

Glleat  God,  the  heav'n's  well  ordcr'd  frame 
Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 
There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  fhinc  ; 
A  thoufand  ihrry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 
Of  boundlefs  pow'r,  and  (kill  divine, 
a  From  nigh:,  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
Tke  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  wildom  read  ; 
With  blent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife, 
And  neither  found  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the.journies  of  thefun, 

And  evVy  nation  knows  their  voice  ; 
The  fun,  like  ibme  young  bridrgroom  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft, 

Rolls  rour.d,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles  and  fpeaks  his  Maker  God  ; 

All  nature joinstflj  (hew  thy  praife  ; 


PSALM    XX.  S3 

Thus  God  in  ev'ry  creature  ihines  -9 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines  j 
But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grace. 

PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  j 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afFoid 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diitrefr.  ! 
Thy  precepts  girrde  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  ftray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  foul  to  red. 

6  From  the  difcov'ries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw ; 

Thefe  are  my  frudy  and  delight  : 
Not  honey  (o  invites  the  tafte, 
Nor  gold  which  has  the  furnace  pafs'd9. 

Appear?  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 

7  Thy  threat'nirigs  'wake  my  fiumb'ring'eye^ 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blefied  gofpel,  Lord, 
Which  makes  my  guilty  confeience  dear!, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin, 
And  gives  a  free,  hut  large  reward. 
8;  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  fins  reftrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  ofgra.ee,. 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 
Psalm     XX.     Long  Metre. 
Prayer  and  hape  cf<vi£iory. 
For  a  day  of  prayer  in  time  of  war. 
s   TVTO  W  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
JJlj  Attend  his  people's  fcumhje.  cry  i 
E  2 


54  PSALM    XXL 

Jehovah  hears  when  IJr'el  prays, 
And  brings  dcliv'rance  from  on  high, 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  fhields  or  brazen  walls ; 
He  from  his  fanftuary  fends 
Succour  and  ftrength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 
Kis  love  exceeds  our  bef;  deferts  : 
His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts* 

4  In  his  faivation  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifrel's  God, 
Our  troops  (hall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
Andtfom*  of  chariots  make  their  boafts  % 
Our  fureft  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hofts. 

6.  [O  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight ! 
Our  foes  (hall  fall,  and  die  with  fhame$ 
Or  quit  the  field  wijh  fhameful  flight.] 

j  Now  favc  us,  Lord,  from  flivifli  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
'Till  thy  faivation  fhall  appear. 
And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong. 
" Psalm     XXI.    Long  Metre. 
Chriji  exalted  to  the  kingdom. 

3    T\AVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace  $ 
But  Chrift  the  Son,  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph,  and  the  praife. 

3  How  great  is  the.  MefiiaV*  joy 


PSALM    XXII.  55 

In  the  fa!vationx)f  thy  hand  !■-■ 

Lord,  thou  haft  raised  his  kingdom  high, 

And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thygoodnefs  grants  whatever  he  will5 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  withhold  j 
Buffings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  Gf  gold, 

4  Honour  and  rnajefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  (h\ns? 
Bleil  with  the  favour  of  thy  facc2 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  (halt  find  out  all  his  foes,. 
And,  as  the  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 
So  (hall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 
Psalm     XXII'.     ift  Pari*    Common  Metre. 

The fufferings  and  death  of  Chrift. 
i  "W  7  frY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfoo^ 
y  V       No*"  will  a  fmile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguifh  fpeke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord. ) 

2  Though  'til  thy  chief. delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  prBifing  faints, 
Yet,  thou  canft  hear  a  groan  as  well? 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliverance  found  ; 

But  I'm.  a  worm  defpis'd  of  men, 

And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head,  they  pafs  me  by^ 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn  ; 
«  In  vain  he  trufts  in  God  (they  cry) 
4<  Negle&ed  and. forlorn.' J    *  - 


$6  PSALM    XXII. 

5  But  thou  arc  he  who  form'd  my  fteffw 

By  thins  almighty,  word, 
And  fince  I  hung  upen  the  brcaft, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  facr, 

When  foes  ftand  threatening  round3 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an.hefper  found  r 

PAUSE. 

y  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 
The  cruel  and  the'proud, 
As  bulls  of  Bajhan,  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell,  my  forrotvs  meef3. 

To  multiply  the  fmart  ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet,  if  thy  fov'reign  hand  let  loc.fe 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heav'nly  Father  bruife 

The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 
so  My  God,  if  poffible  it  be, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  : 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 

And  drink  the  forrows  up. 
si  My  heart  di{T«lve9  with  pangs  unknown, 

In  groans  I  wafte  my  breath  ; 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down 

Lew  as  the  duft  of  death. 
12  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, 

And  truft  it  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  dying  flcfh  fhalj  reft  in  hope, 

And  rife  at  shy  command. 


PSALM    XXiT.  -      57 

Psalm     XXII.     2d  Part.    Common  Met?e. 
Child's  Ju&irings  and  kingdom-. 

1  «  T\TOW  irom  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 

j^    "O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son, 
**  Nor  leave  thy  Darling  to  engage 
"  The  pow'rs  of  hell  alone." 

2  Thus  did  our  fufFring  Saviour  pray. 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears  : 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Greac  was  the  vicVry  of  his  death, 

Kis  throne's  exalted  high  : 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worfhip  or  fhall  die. 

4  A  num'rous  offspring  mud  arife 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 

They  (hall  bereckon'd  in  his  eyes 

For  daughters  and  for  fons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  fhall  fee 

His  table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  who  fetk  the  Lord,  fhall  be 
With  joys  immortal  hd. 

6  Theiiles  mail  know  the  righteoufnefs 

Of  oujr  incarnate  Gcd, 
And   nations  yet  unborn,  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

Psalm     XXII.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift.' sjufferings  and  exaltation. 
i   VTOW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
J^  ll    The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord ; 
Wben  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  bloody 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 
2  The  Jews  beheld  h'm  thus  forlorn, 


5*'  PSALM    XXIII. 

And  (hake  their  head?,  and  laugh  in  fcorn  ; 
44  He  rct'cu  u  others  from  the  grave, 
cc  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

3  u  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 

V  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend; 

«  If  God  the  bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 

«  Why  do:h  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?" 

4  Barbarous  people  !    cruel  priefts   ! 
How  they  Hood  round  like  favage  beafb ! 
Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their,  pow'r. 

5  Thev. wound  his  head,  his  hand*,  his  feet, 
Till  ftreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  ; 
By  let  his  garments  they  divide* 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  Gcd,  his  Father,  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead,  hereigi^  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefr, 
And."  humble  hnner*  tafte  his  grace. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Long  Metre. 
Cod  cur  Shepherd. 
j   T&  yf"Y  Sjiepherd  is  tfte  -living  Lord  : 

X  v  JL^0W  m^'  my  wants  bz  well  fupply?d; 

His  providence  and  holy  word 

Become  my  fafef.y  and  my  guide. 
2  In  paftu&es- where  faivation  grows, 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft  ; 

There  living  water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  food  divinely  Weft. 
2  My  wand'ring  feet  his  ways  mtftake  ; 

But  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peace, 
1     And  lends  me,  for  hk  mercy's  fake*. 

la  the  fair  paths  of  righteowfncfso 


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PSALM    XXIIt,  59 

Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  ail  its  terrors  are. 
My  heart  and  hope  (hall, never  fait. 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 
Arnidft:  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps, 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  ftay  ; 
Thy  (hfF  fupports  my  feeble  (teps, 
Thy  red  direcls  my  doubtful  way. 
The  fens  of  earth,  and  fons  of  hell, 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  ruble  fpread  fo  well, 
With  living  bread,  and  cheerful  wine, 
[How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  cendefcends  to  reft  ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing  (hed, 
Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 
Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  hrs  rifcfho'd  ail  their cays  : 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  fing  his  praife.] 
Psalm     XX11I.     Common  Metre. 

M\  Shepherd  will  fopply  my  need) 
Jehovah  is  his  name; 
In  paitures  frefh  he  makes  me  {qz^ 

Bfrfide  the  "living  u'ream. 
He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpirit  back, 

When  1  foriake  his  way?, 
And  kad>  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 

In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 
When  I  walk  through  the  (hades  of  deal. 

Thy  prefence  h  my  flay  : 
A  word  of  thy.fupporting  breath, 

Drives  ail  my  fears  away, 


6o  PSALM    XXIII. 

4  Thy  handi  in  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  ftill  my  table  fpread  ; 

My  cup  with  blelHngs  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fure  provifionscf  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days ; 

0  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife. 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  red, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  ftranger,  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  ch-h\  at  home. 
Psaem     XXIII.     Short  Metre. 

1  r  I  ^HK  Lord  mv  Shepherd  is, 

I  ftnil  be  well  fupply'd  : 
-  Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beiide  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pafture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently   pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  1  go  aft  ray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  rr.oft  holy  name. 

4  While  he  afr^rds  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  \ 
Tho<  I  mould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  (haaV 
My  ihepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  fpite  of  all  my  (oe$t 

Thou  doft  my  table  fpread  ; 
My  cur/  with  blcflings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalt*  my  head. 


PSALM    XXIT.  6f 

6  The  bountiesof  thy  love, 

Shall  cruwn  my  foil' wing  days ; 
Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Not  ccafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 
Psalm     XXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Dwelling  vAlh  God. 

THE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
With  Adani%  num'rous  race  ; 
Ke  raisM  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 

And  built  it  on  the  Teas. 
But  who  among  the,  fans  of  men' 

May  vifit  thine  abode  ? 
He  who  has  hands  from  mifchief  cle2n-> 

Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God. 
This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  blefilngs  of  his  grace  : 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  whofeek 

The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 
Now  let  our  fouls'  immortal  pow  Vss 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare. 
Lift  up  their  everkfting  door?, 

The  King  of  gioiy's  near* 
The  King  of  glory,  who  can  teli 

The  wonders  of  his  might? 
He  rules  the  nations  y  but  to  dwell 

With  faints  h  his  delight. 
Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre, 
Saints  dwell  in  hea-Jn  :  or,  CbriJFs  c&enfm^ 

1  rTlHlS  fpactous  earth  is  all  the  Lord'?, 

And  men,  2nd  worm*,  and  btfafts,  and 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  leas,  [birds  ; 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  woild  on  high, 

F 


9*  PSALM    XXV. 

Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  Iky  : 
Who  (hall  afcend  that  bieft  abode, 
And  dwell  (o  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  who  abhors,  and  fears  to  fin, 

Wnofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clears, 
Him  (hall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufriefs, 

4  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  piou*  race, 
Who  fcek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
Thefe  fliall  enjoy  the, blifsf'ul  fight, 
And  dwell  in  everl.rfrVg  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  R-joice,  ye  mining  worlds  en  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ; 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay. 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  ; 
Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Riis'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heav'n's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer,  nnd. their  God. 
Psalm       XXV.     \(l  Pert.    Short  Metre. 

Waiting  for  pardon  and  direction, 
1    T  LiP  V  my  foul  to  God, 

i  My  trull  is  in  his  i:ame  ; 
Let  not  my  foes  who  feck  my  blood, 

Still  triumph  in  my  fhatne. 
,2  Sin,  and  the.pow'rs  of  hell, 
Perfuade  me  to  defpair  ; 
SLorjii  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well, 


PSALM    XXV.  63 

That  I  may  'i'cape  the  (hare. 
3  From  the  firft  dawning  light, 

'Till  the  dark  ev'ning  rife, 
For  thy  fal vation.  Lord,  I  wait 

With  ever-longing  eyes. 
.4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  : 
Forgive  the  fins  of  riper  days^ 

And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  isjuftand  kind,. 

The  meek  Oifl  learn  his  vysys, 
And  ev'ry  humble  (inner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodnefs'  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  ; 
He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 
Psalm     XXV.     zd  Part.     Short  Metre, 


Divine    Lift raci ion* 


1  i;  ¥  r HERE  tlul!  the  man  be  Uxm  \  > 

Y  V      Who  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
Who  loves  the  gofpcl's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  f 

2  The  Lord  {hall  make  him  know 

The  feerers  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  covenant  fhow, 

And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  (fill, 
With  fuch  as  to  his  cov'nsnt  &and, 
And  love  to  do  his  v.>iJL 

4  Their  fouls  mall  dwell  at  eafe, 

Before  their  Mike/s  face  ; 


4  PSALM    XXV, 

Their  (ccd  (hall  tafie  the  promife3 

In  their  cxtenftve  grace. 
Psalm     XXV.     ^d  Part.     Short  Metre. 
Difirefs  of  foul  :  or,  backjliding  and  dejertion, 
I    Rk/lfi^k  ",vts  :inj  n  yd^ijre 
XVX   Arc  ever  to  the  Lord  j 

1  love  to  plead  his  promifes, 

And  reft  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  ray  fou!, 

Bring  thy  falvatioa  near ; 

When  will  thy  hand  relesle  my  (set 

Out  ox  the  deadly  fn^re  ? 

3  When  fhall  the  fov'reign  grace  . 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Keflore  me  from  thofe  (iangVous  ways 
My  v/and'ring  feet  have  trod  ? 
a  ift.ci  mj  :.. :  -.  ghts 
th  but  enlarge  my  woe  j 
My  fpirtlanguifhqs,  my  seart 
Is  defolate  and  low, 

5  With  ev'ry  morning  light 

M  r.s  ; 

Look  on  my  ar.gulth  and  mv  pain, 

And  pardon  all  my  fins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold  ihehofts  or  ad!, 

How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 
Agaihft  my  !ife  they  rife,  and  join 
Thei:  fury  with  deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  foul  from  death, 

'  Nor  put  rn  •  hope  to  fham?, 
For  I  have  plac'A  rny  only  ttuit 
in  rnv  ficueemcr/s  name. 


f  S  A  L  M    X)£Vi,  XXVII.  ^5 

8  With  humble  faith  I  watt 
To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  l/rel  it  (hall  ne'er  be  kid, 

He  fought  the  Lordin.vain. 
Psalm     XXVI.     Long  Metre, 
Self -examination  :  or,  evidences  of  grace, 
t    T  U  DGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  m y  ways j 
J    And  try  tny  veins,  and  try  my  heart  \ 
My  filth  upon  thy  promife  ftays,    \ 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart, 
3  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies : 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  my  eyes. 

3  Among  thy  faints  will  I  appear 

With  hands  well-wafh*d  in  innocence  : 
But  when  I  (land  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Ckrifl  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell  ; 
There  (hall  1  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell, 

5  Lee  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  lad 
With  men  of  treachery  andjblocd, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  paft 
Amoag  the  faints,  and  near  my  God, 

Psalm     XXVII,     \fi  Part,      Common  Metre > 

The  Church  is  our  delight  andfaftty, 
1    PTT^HE  Lord  ot  glory  is  my  tight, 
JL      And  my  falvat*  »n  too  ; 
Goi  is  rriy  ftr&n  tfa  ,  not  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foe^  can  do. 
%  One  privilege  mi  neart  defires  5 
Fa 


65  PSA  L  M    XXVII, 

O  grant  me  an  abode 
Anoong  the  churches  of  thy  faints, 
The  temp'es  of  my  God, 

3  There  fhatl  I  ofTer  my  requefis, 

And  fee  thy  beauties  (rill .; 

Shall  hear  fhy  rnefTages  of  love, 

And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rife,  ?nd  {torms  appear- 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
G ud  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
Ke  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Njw  fhall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  victery 
Within  thy  temple  found. 
Psalm     XXVII.     zd Part.     Common  Metre, 
Prayer   and  hope. 

SOON  as  1  heard  my  Father  iiy 
'•  Ye  children,  feek  my  grace,'* 
My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 
"  I'll  feek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  foal  away  ; 
God  of  my.  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  adiftreilng  day. 

3  Su  oald  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Lzzve,  me  to  want  or  die, 
M\  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  fupply, 

4  My  fainting  flefti  h^d  dy'ri  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  foul  believ'd 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 


PSALM    XXIX, XXX.  *? 

5   Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  .faints, 
And  keep  your  courage  up; 
He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  feists, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

Psalm     XXIX.    Long  Metre. 
Storm  and  thunder. 

i  /">  WE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
\J.  Give  to  the- Lord  renown  and  pow?r£ 
Aicribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud, 
Over  the  ocean  and  the  land  j 
His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  c!©ud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

r  Hs  fpeak?,  and  tempeft,  hail  and  windy. 
Lay  the  wide  fbreft  bare  around  ; 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind    ' 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  taQ  found. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  vpice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noifr. 
The  va'lies  roar,  the  defarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  Sov'reign  on  the  Mood, 
TheThund'rer  reign*  forever  King: 
ButmakesYne  church  his  bleft  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  fmg. 

6  In  gentler  language  there  thz  Lord 
The  counfels  pf  his  grace  imparts  ; 
Amid  the  raging  ftprm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

Psalm"   XXX.     \ft'?aru     Long  Metre. 

Skknefs  healed,  mdforroW  removed. 


68  PSALM    XXX. 

a   T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
_|^    At  thy  command  difeafes  fly  ; 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak,  and  fave 
From  the  dark  borders  of  die  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  gcodnefs  is  ; 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice,  and  blefs, 
Whi'e  yau  record  his  holinefs. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  flays ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 
Tho*  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  Morning-Star  reft  >rcs  the  joy. 
Psalm     XXX.     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Health,  p.cknejsy  and  recovery. 

1  "|7>  1 RM  was  my  hea'th,  my  d^y  was  bright, 
J/  And  I  prefumM  'twould  ne'er  be  night : 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  heart, 

li  Pleafure  and  peace  (hall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftrong, 

Aft/  hich  made  my  mountain  ftand  Co  long  5 

S?on  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd. 

3  Icry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God, 

•*•  What  canft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

"■Deep  in  the  duft  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefe  there  ? 

4  <f  Hear  me,  O  God  of  gFace  (I  faid) 

"  And  bring  me  t'r  >m  among  the  dead.'' 
Thy  words  rtbuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pard'ninglove  remov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe. 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  ; 

I  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 


PSALM    XXXI.  69 

And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round. 
6  My  tongue  (the  glory  of  my  frame) 
Shall  ne'er  oe  filent  of  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praife  (hall  found  thro'  earth  and  heav*% 
For  ficknefs  heai'd.  and  fins  forgiv'n. 
Psalm    XXXI.     1 ft  Part.    Common  Metre, 

Deliverance  from  death. 
i   TNTO  thine  hand,  O  God  of  truifc, 
J_     My  fpirit  i  commit  ; 
Thou  haft  redeem 'd  my  foul  from  deaths 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  paflions  of  my  hope  and  fear 

Maintain'd  a  double  ftrife, 
While  forrovv,  pain,  a£i  fm  confpir'cl 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  :c  My  time  is  in  thy  hand  (Icry'd) 

tC  Though  I  draw  near  the  *!uft  ;** 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  to  whom  I  truft. 

4  O  may  thy  reconciled  mce 

Upon  thy  Fervant  fhine, 
And  faye  me  for  tny  mercy's  fake^ 
For  I'm  mutely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

5  ['Twas  in  my  haffce  my  fpirit faic3 

44  I  mult  defpair  and  die, 
"  I  am  cnt  ofr  before  thine  eyes  y 
But  thcu  Baft  heard  my  cry.] 
-6  Thy  gjoodnefc,  how  divinely  free  \ 
How  wond'rous  is  thy  grace^ 
To  thnfe  who  fear  thy  tnajeftv> 
And  truft  thy  promifes  1 
7  O  love  the  Lord,  ajf  ye  his  faints, 


70  PSALM    XXXI. 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  lend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompence  the  proud. 
Psalm     XXXI.     id  Part.    Common' Metre. 
Deliverance  from  Jlander  and  reproach. 

1  Tt  JTY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
Jl V JL    My  God,  my  help,  my  trait  ; 
Thou  inft  preferv'd  my  face  from  fhame, 

Mine  honour  from  the  duff. 

2  iC  My  l^e  is  fpent  with  grief~  (I  cry'd) 

c«  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
**  Mv  ftreng'h  decays*  mine  eyes  ate  dry'd^ 
**  And  fo wow  wades  my  bones." 

3  Among  mine  enemies,  »y  name 

Was  a  mere  provetb  grown* 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  fide 

Seis'd  and  befet  me  round  : 
I  to  the  ihrone  of  grace  apply 'd, 
And  fpeedy  refcue  found. 

PAUSE. 

5  How  great  del iv 'ranee  thou  hail  wrought 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  made  their  boafting  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ft  rife  of  tongues, 

Shall  thy  pavillion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 

And  crufh  the  Ions  of  pride. 
j  Within  thy  fecret  prefence,  Lord,  * 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell  j 
No  fenced  city,  walTd.and  barr'd, 


PSALM    XXXII.  71 

Secures  a  faint  h  well. 

Psalm     XXXII.    Short  Metre. 
Forgi<venefs  of  fins  upon  confejjiou. 

1  f\  BLESSED  fouls  are  i:>ey 
\J  Whofe  fins  are  cover'd  o'er  5 

Divinely  bfeft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  pair, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  5 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  fincere. 

3  While  I  cenceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  feft'ring  wound, 
Till  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardcrPfound. 

4  Let  tinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  thy  throne; 
Our  help  in  times  ofdeep  didrefs, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 
Psalm     XXXII.     Common  Metre. 
Free  pardon  and  (incere  obedience  :  or,  ccnfejjioa  and  ' 

'       forgzve.iefs, 
•1   TTAPPY  trie  man  to  whom  his  God 
JL  JL  No  more  imputes  his  fin, 
But,  wafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blocd, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean. 

2  Happy,  beyond  expreHion,  he 

Whqfe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  ; 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free, 
He  feels  his  foul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  fincere.; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 


ft  PSALM    XXXII.  ' 

To  keep  his  confuencc  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breaff. 
Ami  wrack'd  my  tortur'd  mind.     • 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thought?, 

My  fecret  fins  reveal'd  ; 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults. 
Thy  love  my  pardon  feal'd. 

6  Thisfhall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray> 

When,  like  a  raging  flood, 
Temptations  rife,  our  ftrength  and  ftay 

Is  a  forgiving  God. 
Psalm     XXXlf.     ip  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Repentance  and  free  pardon  :   or,  j unification  and 
fanStification. 

1  "TJLEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  bleff, 
J3  Whofc  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
"Whofe  fins  with  forrow  are  confef&'d, 
And  cover 'd  with  a  Saviour's  blood, 

2  Bleft  is  the  man  tu  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities  ; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  ; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 

4  Ho*  glorious  is  that  rtgttteoufneft 
Which  hides  and  cancels  all  hi>  fins  1 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Th*o*  his  whole  life  appear-  and  (Ivnes. 

Psalm     XXXII.    zd Part,    Long  Metre. 


PSALM    XXXIII.  73 

A  guilt"?  confcience  eafed  by  confeffion  and  pardon. 

1  ~\lL  7" HALE  I  keep  filence  and  conceal 

VV    My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torment  doth  my  confcience  feel  S 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart ! 
3  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ; 
Thy  gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  word. 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  fealsthe  yace. 

3  For  this  fhall  ev'ry  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  addreftes  to  thy  feat  : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  rolL, 
There  fhall  they  find  a  bleft  retceat. 

4  How  fare  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grew  dark,  and  ftoross  appear  ; 
And  when  1  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  (afe  frortidvvry  fnare. 
Psalm     XXXIH.     if  Part.    Common  Metre, 

Works  of  creation  and  providence. 
i   "TJ  EjOlCE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
2%^    This  work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  juft,  and  true  ! 

2  Hi?  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 

Let  hsav'n  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wend'rous  name* 

3  His  wifdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
l^hiir  fhining  hofts  were  made* 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  $ 
G 


74  PSALM    XXXIII. 

The  flowing jeas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  ifotion  keep.    * 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  ftand  : 
He  fpakc,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  refts  on  his  command. 

6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nation's  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  defigns  ; 
His  counfel  ftands  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  in  full  glory  mines. 
Psalm     XXXIII.     id  Part,     Common  Mefre. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-fujjicisni. 
i   TJLEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 
fj     Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word2 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  furvey 

Does  the  whole  world  behold ; 
He  form'd  us  all  ef  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies,  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  the  bold  rider  fave.-» 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beaflsor  men, 

To  hope  for  Lfety  thence  ; 

But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtaia 

A  tfrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  truS, 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread  j 
His  watchful  eye  feeures  the  juft, 
Among  ten  thoufand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice 


PSALM    XXXIII,  75 

And  blefs  us  from  thy  throne  j 
For  we  have  made  thy  *vord  our  choice, 
And  truft  thy  grace  alone. 
Psalm     XXXIII.    \fi  Part,     Particular  Metre. 
Works  cf  creation  and  providence* 

1  X/'E  holy  fouis,  in  God  rejoice, 

j[   YourMaker's  praife  becomes  your  voice  ; 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  tongs  be  new  : 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways3 
His  works  of  nature  and  o?  grace, 

How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  1 

2  Jufticeand  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodnefc  proves  ; 

His  word  the  heav'niy  arches  fprsad  ; 
How  wide  they  feme  from  north  to  fcuth  5 
And  by  the  fpirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  ftarry  armies  made, 
4  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  feas, 

Thof?  wat'ry  treafures  know  their  place 

In  the  vaft.  ftorehoufe  of  the  deep  : 
Hefpake,and  gave  all  nature  birth, 
And  fires,  and  feas,  an d  heav'n,  and  earth, 

His  everiafting  orders  keep. 

4.  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 

A  God  of  fuch  refiftlefs  pow'r* 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  ; 
Vain  are  your  tho'ts,  and  weak  your  hands-. 
But  his  eternal  coimfelftands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 
Psalm     XXXIII.    2 J  Par:.    Particular  Metre, 

Creatures  vain,  and God  all-jujncie?it. 
I   /^|  HAPPY  nation,  where" the  Lord 
\Jt  Reveals  the  treafure  e:  his  word, 


75  PSALM    XXXIV. 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  eye  the  Heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 

But  God,  their  Maker  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoir. 

And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  i 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpeed,  or  courage  of  an  hoife, 

To  guard  his  rider,  ur  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  com  pa  (lion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  a*Tord, 

When  death,  or  dangers  threatening  ftand  : 
Thy  watchful  eye  preferves  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft, 

When  wars,  or  famine  wade  the  land. 

4  In  Hcknefs,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  phyfician,  thou  our  fhield, 

Send  us  falvaticn  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  gocdnefs  fhine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  oar  hope  is  God  alone. 
Psalm     XXXIV.     \Jl  Part.   Long  Metre. 
God's  care  of  the  faints  :  or,  delhvtrar.ee   by  prayer. 

1  T     ORD,  i  will  biefsthee  all  my  days, 
S.yThy  praifefhall  dwell  upon  my  tongue* 

My  foul  (hall  glory  in  thy  grace. 
While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fenj, 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come,  let  us  ail  exalt  his  name  ; 

I  fought  th*  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  (hame* 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecrct  grief, 


rS-AX"M    XXXIV.'  7/ 

My  fecret  groaning  resch'd  his  ear*  j 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief. 
And  calm'dthe  tumult  of  my  fears; 

4.  T«  him  the  poor  lift  up- their  eye?, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  fhine  5 
A  beam  ©f  mercy  from  the  {kies 
Fills  them  with  light  and.joy  divine; 

5.  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  who  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  faints, 
Tafte  of  his  grace,  and  truft  his  word, 

6  The  wild  young  lions  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  -9 
But  none  {hall  feek. the  Lord  in  vain* 
Nor  want  fup  plies  of  real  good. 
Psalm     XXXIV.     2d  Part.     Long-Metre. 
Religious  education  :  of,  injiruSlian  of  piety. 

1  ^"tHildren  in  years  and  knowledge  young? 
\^i.  Your  parents'  h©pe,  your  parents'  joy2 
Auend  thecounfels  of  my  tongue, 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ, 

2  If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  ftate, 
Reftrain  your  feet  from  iinfui  waysd_ 
Your  lips  from  ilander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 
Hi"  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  % 
He  fets  his  frowning  face  agaihfi 
The  Ions  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  fouls,  and  broken  bearts3 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  : 
Pardccrand  hope  his  love  i<r>partsa 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

G* 


7r  PSALM    XXXI V, 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  grosns, 
His  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death  j 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 
They  in  his  praife  employ  their  breath. 
Psalm.    XXXIV.     \ft  Part.     Common  Metre. 
'Prayer  and  praife  for  eminent  deliverance* 

1  Y'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  : 
X  How  good  are  all  his  ways  ! 

Ye  humble  fouls  who  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praife. 

2  Sieg  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  (inner  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  heps  expos'd  Jo  fhame, 
Nor  was  his  fuit  deny'd. 

3  When  threat'ning  forrows  round  me  flood; 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe, 
Lilce  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes. 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrefjy 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  fharpeft  torments  eafc5 
And  filenc'd  all  my  fears. 

PAUSE. 

j  [O  tinners,  come  and  tafte  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove- 

The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 
6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Round  where  his  children  dwell : 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents,. 

No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 
y   [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his  > 

His  eye  regards  the  juft  -s 


PSALM    XXXIV,  XXXV.  7$ 

Kow  richly  bleft  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  truft  ! 
8  Young  lions  pineh'd  with  hunger,  roar,, 
And  famifh  In  the  wood  ; 
But  God  (applies  his  holy  poor, 
With  ev'ry  needful  good.] 
Psalm     XXXIV.     2d  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Exhortations  to  peace  and  holinefs. 

1  /^lOME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lcrd5 
\^  And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue, 

2  Depart  from  mifcmV.f,  praclife  love, 

Purfue  the  works  of  peace  : 
So  (hall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  fouls  at  eafe. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry. : 
When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  duft, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  thcugh  the  forrows  here  they  tafts 

Are  lharp  and  tedious  too  ? 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft* 
Is  their  fupporter  now, 

5  Evil  fln!l  fmite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  fecures  his  own  : 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Aide,. 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  deflation,  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  {inner  rolls. 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
t  or  he  redeem'd  their  fouls. 
Psalm    ^XXV.    iJt'Pwt,    Common  Metre, 


So  PSALM    XXXV. 

Prayer  and  faith  of perjeeuted faints  :  or,  impnca-  ^jj 

tions  mixtd  mtb  charity.  * 

5-  "\T"OW  piead  my  caufe,  almighty  God,    jjj 

XH    Withallth«:fonsofftrife~;    •  ^ 

And  fight  againft  the  men  06  Wood, 

Who  fight  againft  my*Ufe. 

2  Draw  out  thy  fpear,  and  ftop  their  way, 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 
But  to  my  f  u!  in  mercy  fay, 
*' lam  thy  Saviour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  fnares  to  catch  my  feet^ 

And  nets  of  mifchief  fpread  : 
Plunge  the  deftroyers  in  the  pit 
Which  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  -darknefs  hide,  their  way, 

And  flipp'ry  he  their  ground  ;    ; 
Thy  wrath  mall  mike  their  lives  a  prey,, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  chaffbefore  the  wind, 

Before  thine  angry  breath  ; 
The  angel  of  the  Loid  behind, 
Purfues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  which  leads  to  belt ; 

Then  let  the  rebels  die, 
Whofe  malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  moll  high. 

7  But,  if  thou  haft  achofen  few 

Among  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew, 
By  thy  (urprifing  grace. 

8  Then  will  I  rafte  my  tuneful  voice 

To  make  thy  wonders  known  ? 
In  their  falvation  I'll  rejoice. 


PSALM    XXXV,^XXXVI.  8* 

•     Anci  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 
Psalm     XXXV.     2d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Love  to  enemies  ;    or,    the  love  cf  Chrift  to  tinners^ 
typified  in  David. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love- 
_|3     Wnich  noty  David  ihows  ;    . 
Hark,  how  his  founding  bowels  move 

To  his  .-.ffi  £hd  foes  f 

2  When  they  are  fck',  his  foul  '.complains, 

And  Teems  to  feet  thefmart  •> 
The  fpirit  cf  the  gofpe!  reigns. 

And  melts  his  picus  heart. 
2  Flow  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
AnJ  fading  mortify  \i  his  foul, 

Whi'e  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed, 

Yet  (till  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  duuble  blefiings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  heav'rily  grace  ! 

Thub  Cbrifl  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  finners  cur fe,  the  Saviour  prays,, 
And  pkies  them  with  tears. 

6  He,  the  true  David,   Ifrel's   King, 

Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  deareft  blood. 

Psalm     XXXVI.     Long  Metre. 
The  perfections  and  providence  of  God;  or,  general 

providence,  and  fpecial  grace. 
I   XJTIGH  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God, 
£1  Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  fhines  5 


8*  PSALM    XXXVI. 

Thy  truth  (hall  break  through  ev'ry  cloud 
Which  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  juftice  ftands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  5 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beaft  thy  bounty  fharc  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  (alnts  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  Gcd^  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprings  1 
The  fons  of  Mam  in  diftreis 

Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing*. 

5  F.'O-n  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe 
We  fhali  be  fed  with  fweet  repafty 
There  uiercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  frlvation  to  our;afte. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  thp  prefencfi  of  my  Lord  j 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  {hall  fee 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

Psalm     XXXVJ.     Common  Metre. 
Practical  atheijm  expofed :    cr,  the   Uing  and  attri- 
butes cfGodoffertcd. 

1  "^  IT  TH ILE  men  grow  bold    in  wicked 

Mv  heart  within  me  often  fays, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 

( Whate'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feck  his  grace. 


PSALM    XXXVI.  S3 

g  What  ftrange  felf-fiatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes  I 
But  there's  an  haft'ninghcur, 
When  they  ihall  fee  with  fore  furprife, 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'r, 

4  Thy  juftice  (hall  maintain  its  throne, 

Tnough  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unlcnowD3 
A  deep  unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  heav'ns5  created  roue ds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 
'     Nor  overlooks  the  bead  ; 

Beneath  thefhadow  oftby  wings 
Thy  children  ehoofe  to  reft. 

7  [From  thee  when  creature  ftreams  run  low3 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  fhall  flow, 
And  raifeour  pleafures  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  ecernal  day, 
Where  clouds  can  never  rife.] 
Psalm     XXXVI,     Short  Metre. 
0;he  wkkednejs   of  man,    and  the   majejiy  of  God  $ 
cr,  praBical  atbeifm  expofcd. 
I   "tT  FHEN  man  grows  bold  in  fin^ 
V  y       My  heart  within  me  cries, 
.    u  He  hath  no  hah  of  God  within, 
u  Nor  fear  befrra  his  eyes." 
rle  walfes  a  while  conceal 'a 
t  ring  dream. 


*4  PSALM    XXXVII. 

'Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expofe  his  hateful  name.j 

3  Hi*  heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  words  are  fmooth  and  fair  : 
Wifdom  isbanifh'd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodncfs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchiefs  to  fulfil  : 
Ha  fits  his  heart,  his  hands,  his  head 
To  pra&ife  ail  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear  5 
His  juftice  hid  behind  a  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranfeends  the  fky, 

In  heav'n  his  mercies  dwell  ; 
Deep  as  the  Tea  his  judgments  lie, 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  fafety  fprings  ! 
O  never  let  my  foul  remove 

From  underneath  his  wings  ! 
Psalm     XXXVII.     \Ji  Part,  Common  Metre. 
7  he  cure  cf  envy,  fret fulnefs,    and  unbelief ;  or,  the 
rewards  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked  ',  or,  the 
world's  hatred,  and  the  faint's  patience. 

1  II  THY  (hould  1  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 

VV      T°  fee  the  wicked  rife  ; 
Or  envy  finners  waxing  great 
By  violence  end  lies  r 

2  As  floVry  grafs  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  ev'ning  fades, 
So  (hail  their  glories  vanifh  feon, 


PSALM    XXXVII.  S£ 

And  everlafting  fhades. 
3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 
♦  And  praclife  all  that's  good  : 
So  mail  1  dwell  among  the  juft. 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 
4.  I  to  my 'God  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 
Thy  hand  which  guides  my  doubtful  fcer> 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  malt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known. 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  laft  the  earth  pofTefs, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humbje  fouls  are  giv'n. 

PAUSE. 

7'  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 
Nor  let  yeur  anger  rife, 
Though  Providence  mould  long  delay 
To  punim  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  finners  join  to  break  your  peace. 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 

The  Lerd  derides  tjiem,  for  he  fees 

Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  fword. 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow 
To  flay  the  men  who  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 
io  My  God  mail  break  their  bow?,  and  bura 
Their  persecuting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  {words  aeainfl  them  turn, 
H 


S6  PSALM    XXXViL 

And  pain  furprife  their  hearts. 
Psalm    XXXVII.     2d Part.    Common  Metre, 
Charity  to  the  poor  :   or,  religion  in  words  and  deeds* 
i   "\Ti  THY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
VV       And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaneft  portion  of  thejufl, 
Excels  the  fmnei's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  : 
The  faint  is  merciful,  and  lend?, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 

Among  the  fons  of  .need  ; 
His  mem'ry  to  !cn^  ages  lives, 
And  bleflcd  is  his   feed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  (lander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  2nd  gofpel  of  the  Lord, 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 

Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 

His. feet  (hail  never  Aide. 

6  When  finners  fall,  the  righteous  (land 

Preferv'd  fromev'ry  fnare  ; 
They  (hall  pcMs  the  promis'd  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 
Psalm     XXXVII.     ^d  Part.    Common  Metre, 
The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 
I    "T&  ff  Y  God,  the  iieps  of  p:cus  men    • 
xVJL    Are  °fdef?VI  fy  thy  will ; 
Though  they  (hould  (all,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  fi-pport?  than   ftili. 


PSALM.    XXXVIII.  87 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  way?, 

Their  virtue  he  approves ; 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  !e2ve  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  : 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  bleffings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  i'ons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 

Ye  (hall  confefs  their  pride  was  vajn. 

When  juftice  cafts  them  down. 

FAt?SE. 

5  The  haughty  {inner  i  have  feen, 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  ana  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  he  vaniih'd  from  the  ground, 

Deflroy'd  by  hands  unfeen  : 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But,  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 

His  fev'ral  fteps  attend  ; 
True  pteafbre  runs  thro'  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 
Psalm     XXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
Guilt  cf  confeience,  and  relief :    or,  repentance  and 

prayer  for  pardon  and  healib. 
I     f\   M1DS  r  thy -wrath  remember  love, 
JTIl    Restore  thy  fervant,  Lord  ; 
Nor  ieta  Fathers  ehaft'riing  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  fwurd. 
2.  Thins,  arrows,  fhek.  within .  my  hear% .    „ 


IS  PSALM    XXXVIII. 

My  flefh  is  forely  preft  ; 
Between  the  forrow  and  the  fmart, 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 

3  My  fins  an  heavy  load  appear,- 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t*  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  Tea, 

My  head  ft  ill  bending  down  : 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fere, 

None  of  my  pow'rs  are  whole  ; 
The  inward  anguifh  makes  mc  roar, 
The  anguifti  of  my  fou-1. 

6  A"  my  defire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  ev'ry  tear  ; 
And  ev'ry  iigh,  and  ev'ry  groan 
Is  notie'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope,. 
•     My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 

My  God  will  bear  my  fpirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
f>  My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  fiicle, 
My  foes  rejoice  to  fee't, 
Ti*ey  raife  their  pleafure  and  thfcir  pride» 
When  they  fupplant  my*  fact. 
9  But  I'll  confefV  my  guilt  to  thee, 
And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  .my  graces  be, 
And  beg  fupport  divine, 
id  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  paft, 
And  be  for  ever  aigh  ; 


rsAim  xxxix.  h 

O  Lord  of  my  falvation  hafte, 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 
Psalm     XXXIX.     \ft  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Watchfulntfs  o-ver  the  tongue  :  or  ^  prudence  -and  zeal* 

1  rT^HUS  Irefolv'd  before  inz  Lord, 

**  Now  will  I  W3tch  my  "tongue*.- 
Cl  Left  f  let  flip  one  fin  ml  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And  if  I'm  e'er  ccnftrain'd  to  ftay. 

With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let. my  talk  be  vain. 
2-  I<!1  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcoffers  fhould  th'  occafion  takei 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 
4  Yet  iffome  proper  hour  appear, 
I'll  not  be  over  aw'J,- 
But  let  the  fccffing  miner  hear 
That  1  can  fpeak  for  God. 
Psalm     XXXIX.     id  Part.     Common  Ivletre. 
The  -uanity  of  man. 

1  'f*T^EACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  day>5 

i      Thou  Maker  of  my  frame': 
I  would  furvey  liiVs  narrow  fpace, 
And  learn  how  frail  lam. 

2  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boaU, 

An  inch  or  two  cf  time  ; 
Man  is  out  vanity  and  iv,R 
In  all  his  ftow*r  and  prime, 

3  See  the  vain  race  cf  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  :cer  the  plain, 
They  rage  and  thrive,  d^Hre  and  Itfye, 

H    2 


I'i 


90  PSALM    XXXIX. 

Bat  all  their  noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  {how. 

Some  dig'for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who2 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  could  Iwifhor  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  duft  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
Arid  difappoint  our  truft. 

6  Now  1  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  defires  recal  $ 
I  give  my  mortal  int'reft  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 
Psalm     XXXIX.     3 d  Part,     Common  Metre » 
Sick-bed  devotion  :    or,  pleading  without  repining* 

1  £^i  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
VJ    Behold  the  pains  1  feel ; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 

2  Difeafcs  are  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm-'ring  word^ 
Againft  thy  chaft'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble  cries* 

Remove  thy  fharp  rebukes  : 
My  ftrength  confumes,  my  fpirit  dies. 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufh'd  as  the  moth  beneath  thy  hand* 

We  moulder  to  the  duft ; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft. 

5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

Hqw  foofl  the  babble's  broke  ! 


PSALM    XL.  £t 

Adam  and  all  his  numerous  iace 

Are  vanity  and  fmoke.] 
6  I'm  but  a  fojourncr  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  ts  go,. 

When  I  thefummons  hear. 

1  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while, 

Before  mylaft remove, 
Thy  praife  fhall  be  my  bufinefs  flil!3 
And  Til  declare  thy  love.. 
[Psalm     XL.     lji Part.     Common  Metre, 

Afong  of  deliverance  from  great  dijirsfs, 
i   T  W  Al  TED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
JL    He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  : 
He  faw  me  rcftingon  his  word, 
And  brought  falvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pir, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feef> 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  itand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand. 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  3 

The  faints  with  joy  Shall  hear, 
And  Tinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  a»d  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  \ 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  aiRi&ed,  pQQr,  and  low? 


92  PSALM    XL.- 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  Goa  beholds  my  heavy  wor, 

And  bears  me  on  his-heart. 
Psalm^    XL.     zdPart.    Common  Metre. 
The  incarnation  and  Jacrifice  of  Chrift. 

THUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain» 
«  Give  your  burnt  ofFrings  o'er  5 
•*  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  (lain, 
<»  My  foul  delights  no  more/' 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

u  My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ; 
11  Whate'er  thy  faered  books  declare, 
«  Thy  Servant  (hall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart ; 
u  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight" 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes  ! 

Th-  eternal  Son  appears  I 
And  at  th*  appointed  time,  affdtnes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal 'd  his  Father's  grace; 

And  much  his  truth  he  fhsw'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufnefs, 
Where  great  afn.-mb\ies  flood. 

6  His  Father's  honour  totich'd  his  heart, 

He  pity VI  finriers*   cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  fan  »fice. 
pause. 

7  No  Wood  of  beatfts  on  altars  filed, 

Could  warn  the  confeience  clean  3 
Butthe-rich  facrifke  he  paid, 


PSALM    XL.  9£ 

Atones  for  all  our  fin. 
8  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread. 
And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promised  kzdy 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 
Psalm-    XL.    Long  Metre. 
Chriff.  our  f aerifies. 

THE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought 
Exceed  our  praife,  furmount  our  thought  j 
*  Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  fpeech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fair. 

2  No  blood  of  besfts  on  altars  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  j 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 
-  An  a!l~fufficient  facrifice. 

3  Lo  !   thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  demands  he  bows  his  ears  \ 
AfTumes  a  body  well  prepared, 
And  well  performs  the  work  fo  hard, 

4  "  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

u  Of  fin?,  and  do  thy  will;  my  God. 

5  M:  '  Fis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
t;  !Tis  in- thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
"  I  muit  fulfil  the  Saviours  part  ; 
4t  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
.   u  When  on. my -crefc  I'm  lifted  high, 
41  Or  on  my  throne  above  the  fky. 

7  The  Spirit  (hall  defctnd  and  fnow 

"  What  thou  haft  dene,  and  what  I  do  j 


94  PSALM    XLT,   XLII. 

ct  The  wond'ring  world,  fhall  learn  thy  grace3 
*c  Thy  wifdom  and  thy  righteoi]fnefs.>' 

Psalm     XLI.     Long  Metre. 
Charity  to  the  poor  :   or,  pity  to  the  ajjlitled. 

1  TT)LES  V  is  the  man  whole  bowels  move, 

Jj  And  me^  w'in  P'tv  to  tne  TjQory 
Whc.fe  foul  by  fympathifing  love 
Feels  what  his  fellow  .dints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  fur  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  : 
He  in  a  time  of  gen'ral  grief 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  foui  fhall  live  fecure  on  earth, 
With  ftcret •  Welling*  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  peftilence,  and  dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead, 

4  Or»  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiv'n, 
Will  fave   him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heav'n. 

Psalm     XL1L    Common  Metre. 
•  Defertion  and  hope  :  or,   complaint  of  abfence  frcm 
put  lie    twerjbip. 

1  T  T  Til  H  eat  ftcft  Joagings  of  the  rntnc^ 

W       My  God,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  die  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  tafte-the  oooling  brook. 

2  When  (hall  1  fee  thy  courts  of  grace3 

And  meet  my  God  again  r 
So  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face-,. 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul* 

And  tears  are  my  repalt  9 


PSALM    XLII.  g£ 

The  foe  infu'ts  without  controul, 
And  where  s  your  God  at  la/?  ? 
\    *Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now 
I  think  en  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  houfe  did  number? go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praife. 
j  But  why,  my  'foul,  funk  down  fo  far 
Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do .mytfhoughts  indulge  defpair, 
And  fin  againft  my  God  ? 
5  Hope  in  the  Lord  (whofe  mighty" hand 
Can  all  my  w^es  remove  ; ) 
For  I  fhall  yet  before  him  (land, 
And  ilng  reffarrng  love. 
Psalm    XLII.     Long  Metre. 
Melancholy  thoughts  reproved:  or,  hope  in  ajjlifiiqn, 

1  1  I"!  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
JLVX  But  *  V'N  call  thy  name  tomind3 
And  times  of  paft  diftrefs  record, 
When  1  have  found  my  God  was  kind, 

2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noife 
Swell  like  a  tea,  and  round  me  fpread  5 
Thy  water-fpouts  .drown  all  my  joy?, 
And  riling  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  Iaddrefs  his  throne  by  day  ; 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove, 
The  night  fhall  hear  me  when  I  pray* 

4  rilcaftmyfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,    •!  My  God,  my  hsr/nly  Rock, 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  long  forget 

"  The  foul  which  groans  beneath  thy  flrcker 

5  I'll  hide  my  heart  which  finks  (o  ld#. 


96  PSALM    XLYV. 

Why  mould  my  foul  indulge  her  grief  f 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  ; 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fure  relief. 
6  Thy  light  and  truth  ftiall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  word  (hall  my  bed  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  jov. 
Psalm     XLIV.     Common  Metre. 
Ike  ChitrcW s compUiint  in  ferfecution. 
I  T    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  warksofold, 
i  J  Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  father's  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  How  thou  didft  build  thy  Churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gofpel  known  ; 
Am<>ng  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  (hone. 

3  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong<. 

4  But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  fhame-> 

Confufion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  faifely  dealt  with  heav'n  * 
Nor  have  our  fteps  declin'd  the  toad 
Of  duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 

6  Though  dragons  ill  around  us  roar 

With  their  deftru&ive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  fore 
Il.ird  by  the;  gates  of  death. 


PSALM    XLV.  ^ 

PAUSE. 

7  Wc  are  exposM  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  caufe, 
As  iheep  for  flaughtei  bound,  we  lie, 
By,  fharp  and  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  grace  ? 
Why  mould  we  look  like  men  abhorr'dj 
Or  banifh'd  frokn  thy  face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  ofT  ? 

And  ftill  neglect  our  cries  ? 
For  eyer  hide  thine  heav'nly  love 
t  rom  our  affli&ed  eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  pow'r  confound. 

1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  {hame5 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 
Psalm     XLV.     Short  Metre. 
The  glory  of '  Chvlfi  ;  thefuccefs    of  the  go/pel ;  an-, 
the  Gentile  Church. 

1  "R  yf"Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
J. V JL    Tt:y  beauties  are  divine  j 

Thy  lips  with  blefiings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 

f       Gird  en  thy  dreadful  fword, 
And  ride  in  majefty,  to  fpread 
The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  flubborri'  foes, 


PSA„LM    XLY. 

Or 'melt  their  hearts  t'  obey; 
While  juttice,  meeknefs,  grace  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right  ; 

Thy  throne  (hall  ever  itand  5 
And  thy  victorious  gofpel  proves 
A  fceptre  in  thine  hand. 

5  £Xby  Father  and  thy  God, 

Hath  without  meafurefhed 
His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  oil 

Ts  anoint  thy  facred  head. 

6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gentiie  Church  is  fcen 
Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

And  princes  guard  the  queen. 
n  fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 

Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Foifakc  thy  gods,  thy  idol  god?, 

'  And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows.] 
8  O  let  thy  God  and  K-ng 

Thy  i\vert:(t  thoughts  employ  5 
Thy  children  fhsli  his  honors  img 
Jn  pake?:  of  j-v. 
Fsalm     XLV.     Common  Metre. 
Trbs  perjonal  ghhss  and  government  of  Chr>jL 

i   ¥TL  lp**k  '*ne  honors  of  myKrpg  i 

X  His  form  divinely    fair; 
None  of  the  Tons  of  mortal  race 
May  w'uh  the   Lord  compare. 
2  Sweet  is  thy  ipecch,  and  hcav'njy  grace 
Upon  ihy  li^si?  \h 
Thv  God  with  bkfiings  infinite 
iM  tny  facred  head. 


\  P  S  A  L  M    XLV.  ?9 

3  Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  Prince, 

Ride  with  majeiiic,fway  j 
Thy  terror  fhall  ftrike  through  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey* 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  /lands  ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  fhall  prove 
A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hand«> 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 

5  Juftice  and  troth  attend  thee  fHi!, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  {hall  fill 

With  mott  peculiar   joys. 
Psalm     XLV.     iftPdm    Long  Metre. 
The  glory  of  Cbrifi,  and  power  of  the.  gofpil. 

1  TVT^^7  he  my  heart  infpir'd  to-kig 
jT^J     The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King. 
jfefus  the  L  ird,  how  heav'nly  fair 

His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

2  O'er  all  the  forvs  of  human  race 
He  fliines  with  a  fuperior  grace  ; 
Love  from  hi*  lips  dl\:h\dy  Hows, 
And  bleifings'  all  his  llate  compofe, 

3  Drefs  thee  id  ararjs,  mofl  mighty  Lcrdy 
Gird  on  trie  terror  of  thy  fword, 

In  majetty  and  glory  ride 

"With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  anger,. like  a  pointed  dart 

•  Shall  pierce  the  foes  o#  (tubborn  heart  $. 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O^God,  for-  ever  fiand?,. 
-   Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 

Th|  Uw^ajnd  tf^ks  are  jufl-  and  rights 


5ao  PSALM    XLV,  XLVI. 

Jnftice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 
6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  fhcd 

His  oil  of  gladnefs  en  thy  head, 

And  with  his  facred  Spirit  bleft 

His  firfi-born  Son  above  the  reft. 

Psalm     XLV.     2d  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Chrifr.  and  bis  Church  :    ory  the  myjliccl  marriage* 
1   /  J'^HE  King  of  faint?,  how  fair  his  face, 
jf^     Adorn'd  with  majefty  2nd  grace  \ 

He  comes  with  bleflings  from  above, 

And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 
2,  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 

The  queen  array'd  in  purefl  geld  : 

The  world  admires  her  heav'nlydrefs  ; 

Her  robe  of  joy  and  rightcoufaefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own* 

-  cails  and  (eats  her  near  his  throne  ; 
Fair  granger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
Th?  idols  of  thy  native  Hate. 

4  So  (hall  thelCing  the  more  rejoice 
in  thee,  the  fa  v 'rite  of  his  choice  5 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  adcr'd,. 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  (halt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies, 
And  all  thy  fons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endless  honors  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  rvs  praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with,  cheerful  fongs  approve 
The  cendefcenfion  of  his  love. 

Psalm     XLVI.     1/ Pert.  Long  Metre. 


PSALM    XLVI.  ioi 

7-h'e   Church's  fafety  and  triumph   among  na 
deviations-. 

1  /^jOD  is  the  lefuge  of  his  faints, 

\jr  When  ftorms  of  fharp  diitrefs  Invade  ?, 
Ere  weean  offer  cur  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent  with  his  aid, 

2  Let  mcantains  from  their  fea's  be  huri'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and' buried  there  ; 
Convulfions  fluke  the  folid  world, 
Our  faith  fhaii  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  nation,  ev?ry  more 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  (Welling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  ftream,  whofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  bur  God  j . 

Life,  love  and  joy  ftill  gliding  through, 

And  wat 'ring  our  divine  abode. 
£  That  facred  tiream,  thine  holy  word, 

Which  all  our  raging  fear  contrauls  : 

Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 
6  Zion  erjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  againft  a  threat'ning  hour; 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  en  his  truth,  and  arrr/d  with  pow'r. 

Psalm     XLVI.     2d  Part.    Long  Metre. 
God  fights  for  his  Church. 
1   "       ET  Zion  in  her  Kfnt  ujoice, 

JL/  Tho'  ryrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rile  % 

He  utters  hi?  almighty  voice, 

The  nations  melt,  tk~e  tumult  dies. 
%  The  Lord,  of  old  for  Jacob  tought7, 
I  7s 


i©2  PSALM    XLVII. 

~d  Jacob's  God  is  ftill  cur  aid  : 
Behold  the  works  bis  hands  have  wrought, 
What  deflations  he  has  made. 

3  Frcm  fea  tofea,  through  all  the  fncres, 
He  makes  the  noire  of  batile  ceafe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roar£, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  be  cuts  the  (pear, 
Charicts  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame  j 
Keep  filence  ail  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  found  and  glory  uf  his  name. 

5  "Be  (till,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
«  I'll  be  exalted  oe'r  the  lands, 

11  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
<c  Butftill  my  throne  in  Zion   frands.'? 

6  O  Lord  of  hofts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  (o  near  thy  prefence  dwell, 
Our  faith  lhall  iltfecure,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Psalm     XLVII f    Common  Metre,. 
Chrifb  afcending  and  reigning. 

OFOR  a  fhout  of  fccred  joy 
To  God  the  fov 'reign  King  ! 
Letev'ry  land  their  ton>?ues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph;  fing. 
Z  J.tftfs  our  God  afcends  on  high, 
His  heav'nly  guards  around, 
Attend  him  riiing  through  the  fky, 
With  trumpets' joyful  found. 
Voile  angels  (bout  and  praife  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  : 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fingj 
0'*r  all  ihe  earth  he  reigns. 


PSALM    XLVIIL  is-; 

,  Rehearfe  his  deeds  with  awe  profound  3 
Let. knowledge  lead  the  Cong  ; 
Nor  m&ck  htm  with  a  folamn  found" 
Upon  a  thcughclefs  tcague. 
;   In  Ijr'eltxoGd  his  ancient. throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chcfen  race  :     _ 
Eii£  row  he  calls  the  7/orid  his  own* 
And  Heathens  tafte  his  grace. 
)  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Jhrah'mh  God  is  known  ; 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  (hieids  and  fword^ 
Submit  before  his  throne. 
Psalm     XLVIIL     ift  Part.    Short  Metre. 
5f  he  Church  is  the,  honour  andfafety  of  a  nation* 

1  f~^\  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  eur  God, 
\Jf   And  let  his  praife  be  great  j 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode,. 
His  rnorl:  delightful  feai. 

2  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  Sand  ! 
The  honours  of  our  native  placea 
The  bulwarks  of  our  land,, 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftrefs  ; 
How  bright  has  his  falvation  fhone- 
Through  all  her  palaces. 

4  When  kings  againft  her  join'd. 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind, 

They  fled  with  hafty  fear, 
5.  When  navies  tall  and  proud, 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace, 
He  fends  his  tempers  roaring  loud3 


*Q4     *~         PSALM    XLVIII. 

And  fmks  them  in  the  feas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  feea 
How  well  oar  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  (heep  have  been. 

7  la  ev'ry  new  diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
We'll  think  upon, his  wond'rcus  gfrace, 

And  feek  deliv'rance  there. 
Psalm     XLVIFT.     id  Pan.     Sh©rt  Metre. 
l.he  beauty  of  the  Church  :  or,  go/pel  xvorjhip  and 
order. 

1  TT^AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 

Jj     The  world  declares  thy  praifc  ; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne. 
Their  fohgc  of  honour  raife. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  ftand 

On  Zions  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand? 

And  counfels  of  thy  wi;|. 
3.  Let  Grangers  walie  around 

The  city  where  we  dwells 
Comp3fs  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 

And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  ef  thy  houfe, 

The  wcifliip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fortgs,  the  folemnvows 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 

How  glori-  u<.  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  which  c  nrms  the  eyesP 

An  i  rites  adorn  V  *»£h  gold. 
©  The  God  we  worfh^  noWj 


PSALM    XLIX.  105 

Will  guide  us 'till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 

And  ours  above  the  fky. , 
Psalm     XLIX.     1 ft  Part.    Common  Metre* 
Pride  and  death  ;  or,  the  'vanity  cflife  and  riches. 

1  "\%  7~H  Y  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 

V  V      T°  infoience  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honours  fiew 
With  ev'ry  riling  tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  feern, 

Made  of  the  felf-fame  clay, 
And  boaft  as  though  his  fltfh  were  born 
Ot  better  duft  than  they  ?] 

3  Not. all  his  treafures  can  procure 

His  foul  a  (hort  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  blefling  can't  be  kid. 

The  ranfom  is  too  high  j 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  fees  the  brutilh  andths  wife, 

The  tinVrous  and  the  brave, 
Qj'u  their  pefle ffions,  clofe  their  eyes, 
And  haften  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet,  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

"  My  houfe  {hail  ever  itand  : 
<c  And  that  «iy  name  may  long  abide,  J-'*~  [ 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land. ;> 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft, 

•  How  foon  his  mem'ry  dies  1 

His  name  is  written  in  the  duft| 

.Where  his  own  careafe  lies. 


106  PSALM    XLIX. 

PAUSE. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  cneir  way  ; 

And  yet  their  Tons  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay, 
And  ?.cl  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of.wifdom  and  of  grace, 

If  honor  raife  thern  high, 
Live  like  the  heart,  a  thoughtlefs  race, 
And  like  abeaft  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  filthy  fheep, 

Dsath  feeds  upon  them  there, 
'Till  the  Sft  trumpet  breaks  their  deep, 
In  terror  and  defpair.] 
Psalm     XLIX.     id  Part.  Common ^letre. 

Daatb  and  the  refurreftion. 
I    *\TY,  fons  of  prick  wno  natc  the  jult, 
j[      And  trample  on  the  poor, 
Wften  death  has  brougr.c  you  down  to  duft, 
Your  pomp  {hall  rife  i^o  more. 
%  The  \dik greal  day  ikiW  change  the-fcene; 
Vyfaen  will  that  day  appear  ? 
When  mall  the  juft  reviveand  reign 
O'er  all  who  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  G  >d  wiji  my  naked  foul  receive, 

When  fep'rate  trom  the  flefh  ; 
And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 
To  raife  my  bones  afreOi. 

4  Heav'n  is  my  evgrlafting  home, 

Th*  inberitence  is  fure  j 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  refurne, 
But  i'il  repine  no  more. 
Psalm     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 

The  ri:hfiimtri  death  t  and  the  faint's  refurreftiw* 


PSALM    L  107 

1   \J[  THY  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor, 

W   A«d  b°aft  the  larse  eftates  the? 

How  vain  are  riches  to  fecure  £have  ? 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave! 
1  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death, 
With  ail  the  wealth  in  which  they  truft  ! 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  t©  dufL 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difrnal  fnade 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round: 
That  flefh  fo  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground, 

4  Like  thoughtlefs  iheepthe  finner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms' to  eat ; 
The  faints  fhall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  find  th^opprefTbr  at  their  ket. 

K  His  honors  perilh  in  the  duft, 

And  pomp  3nd  beauty,  birth  and  blood : 
•  That  glorious  day  exalts  -the  juft 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  ffia&l  my  life  re'ftore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  abode  ;- 
My  flem  and  foui'fh<*H  part  ne  more: 
But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God. 
Psalm     L.     1/  Part,     Common  Metre. 
The  laji  judgment  :  or,  the  faints  rewarded, 

THL  Lord,  the  judge,  before  Lis  throne 
Bids  the  tvho>e  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rifmg  fun, 
And  near  the  wefrern  fky. 
'2  No  more  fhall  bold  blafphemcrs  fay, 
"Judgment  will  neer  begin  3 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay, 


io8  PSALM    L. 

To  impudence  and  fin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  eloiid  our  God  fhall  come* 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  ftorm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heav'n  from  on  high  his  call  (hall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come : 
And  earth  and  hell  fhall  know  and  fear 
Hisjuftice,  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  allmy  faints  (he  cries) 

u  Who  made  their  peace  with  God 
ct  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
"Who  feai'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  «*  Their  faith   and  works    brought  forth  to 

44  Shall  make  the  world  confefs        [light, 
"  My  fentence  of  reward  is   right, 
"  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 
Psalm     L.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Obedience  is  better  than  facrifice. 
fTP^HUS  faith  the  Lord  i4l  he  fpacious  fields, 
J[     <*  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
u  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills, 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "Ia(k  no  fheep  for  facrifice, 

c«  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 
*<  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
il  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  «  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My* hands  fhall  fet  thee  free ; 
t{  Then  fhall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honor  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  who  offers  humble  praife, 

M  He  glorifks  me  beft  ; 


PSALM    h.  ic9 

«s  And  thofe  who  tread  my  "holy  ways., 

a  Shall  myfalvation  taffe." 
Psalm     L.     3 d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
-    The \  judgmf.it  of hypocrites. 
lit  THen  Chrift  to  judgment  (hall  defcend, 
yy      And  faints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  flam    . 

"  -Will  I  the  world  reprove  ; 
M  Altars  and  rite?,  and  forms  are  vain, 
"  Without  the  fire  of  love. 

3  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do, 

a  To  bring  their  facrifice  ? 
"  They  call  my  ftatutes  juft  and  true, 
««  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "Could  you  expect  to  'fcape  my  fight, 

«  And  fin  without  controul  ? 
**  But  I  lhall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
«  With  anguifh  in  your  feu!." 

5  Confider,  ye  who  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fail  beneath  his  fwprd, 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there. 
Psalm     L.     Long  Metre* 
Hypocrijy  expofed. 
i  rT^H-E  Lord,the  Judge, his  churches  warns  5 
JL     Ltt  hypocrites  attend  and  tear, 
Who  place  their  hopes  in  rites  and  form?. 
But  make  not  fakh  nor  love  their  care. 
2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit  -y 
A  friend  or  brother  thev  de'&rne. 
K    'v 


no,  PSALM    L. 

And  (both  and  flatlet  in  ie  they  h3te. 

3  I  hey  watch  to  do  their  neigh)  cur  wrong, 
Y  tdaretofck  then  M.- kef's  face  -, 
They  take  his  covenant  «  n  their  tongue, 
But  brak-  his  laws,  abuk-  his  grace* 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  h  nd*  unclean, 
Dtfil'd  ■.• ith  with  !urM  fil  d  vim  blood  ; 
By  night  they  prv&rfs  e< 'ry  fin, 

By  dav  their  rcoirhs  draw  neart<   God, 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 

fhey  t>row  feci; re  and  fin  the  more  ; 
They  think  h*-  flevpsas  vvcH  as  they, 
And  pth  far  iff  the  dreadful  hour. 

6  O  dreadfu'  hour  when  God  .draws  near, 
And  lets  their  crime*  before,  their  eyes  j 
His  wiath  their  guilty  Luis  (hail  tear, 
And  nodeliv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

Psalm     L.    \fi  Par/      Particular  Metre. 
Tie  laft  judgment 
i  fT^HE    L-ru\   trie    S -.v'rei^n  fends    his 

fiimrnlnns  tonh, 
Cal;-  the  fouth  nations  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  taft  to  weft  the  founding  ord  r>  fpre«d 
Thro*  diita  t  worlds  and  regions  of  the  c  :.d  : 
No  more  (hill  Atheifts  mock  hi?  long  de  ay  ; 
His  vengeance  fleeps    no  more  j  behold  the 
da>   ! 
3  Behold,  the  Judge  ddcends  !  his  guards  arc 
nigh, 
Tempefl  and  nre  attend  h:m  down  the  fky  ; 
Heav'n,  earth,   and  hell  dr^w  near  !   let  all 

things  come 
To  h*ar  his  julttce,  ?.ad  the  Turner's  doom  ; 


PSALM    L.  in 

But  gather  firft  my  faints  (the  Judge  conv- 

m,.nd:-) 
Bring  thcnj,   ye   angels,*  from    their  diftant 

lands. 

3  Behold  my  cov'nant  &ands  for  ever  good, 
ScalVibv  th*  eternal  facrince  in  b;i©d, 

And  %nM  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Gresk^ 

the  Jew , 
Whe  paid  the  ancient  wor(h;p,  or  the  new ; 
There's  no  diftin&ion  htre  j  come,   fpread 

-    their  th.ones 
AikI  near  mr  feat  my  fav 'rites  and  mv  fons, 

4  I  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God* 

1  an  their  Jud^e  :  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

My  jilt  ettrnal  featence,  and  declare 

Tnufc  awful  truths   which   finners  dread  to 

hear  ; 
Signers  in  Z:srti  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  dooep  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fi-re. 

5  Not  !or  the  want  of  goats  and  ba docks  flam 
D ■-;  1  condemn  thee  -t  bulb  a»d  goat?  are  vain 
Without  the  flames  of  love  :  in  vain  the  (tore 
Of  brutal  ofF  irigs  which  were  nine  before  ; 
Mute  arc  the  tarrrr  beafb  and  fava^e  breed3 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,,  and  forefts   where 

they  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  fcfk  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  0  ir(r»  er  drink  thy  bullock's 

blood  ? 
Can  I.  be  rlatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bow«, 
Tny  foiemnchatt 'rings,  and  lantaiilc  vows  t 
Are  my  eyes  charmed  thy  verlmems  to  behoM 
anng  in  %er»v,  and  gay  in.wo?en  gold  ? 


nr  PSALM    L. 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  could'ft  thou  hope 

to  pleafe 
A  God,  a  Spirit  With  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
While  with  my  grace  and    ftatutes  on   thy 

tongue, 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,   and   do'ft  thy  brother 

wrong  ? 
In  vain  to  p<ous  forms  thy  zsal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  aduk'rers  are  thy  chcfen  friends. 

8  Silent!  waited  with  long-furPring  love, 
But  fcdft  thou  hope  that  I   {hou'.d  ne'er  re- 
prove ? 

Anc  cberifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous,  would   indulge  thy 

firt.7  . 
Behold  my  terrors  new  ;  my  thunders  roll,' 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul. 

0  Sinner?,  awake  betimes.;  ye  tools  be  wife  » 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ; 
Change  your   vain   thought?,    your  crooked 

works  arperid  -, 
Fly  to    the  Saviour,  make   the  Judge  your 

,     Friend ; 
Left-like  a  Florf  his  laft  vengeance  tear 
i  our  trembling  fouls,  and  no  delivVer  near. 
Psalm     L.     2d  Pert.     Particular  Metre. 

The  laft  judgment. 

1  rTTlrlE  God  of  giorjp  ieuds  his  fummons 

J.  forth, 

Calif*  thefouth  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
i*rom  eait  to  weft  the  fov'reign  orders  fpread 
ThurV  diftant  world?,  and  regions  of  the  dw-ad. 


The   trumpet  founds  ;  hell  trembles  \  heavn 

rejoices  ; 
Lift  up    your  heads,  ye  faints   with  cheerful 

Voices*  ' 

2  Na  more  mall  Atheifts  mock  hi*  long  delay, 
•  His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more ;  behold  the  day* 

Behold   the  Judge   descends  j   his  guards  zts 

nigh  ; 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  down   the  (ky. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  Jt hall  adore  him} 
While finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him- 

3  "  Heav'n,  earth,  and  hell,  draw  near  :  let  all 

"  things  come 
u  To  hear  my  juftice,  and  the  finner's  doom  ; 
"  But  gather  firft  my  faints  (ths  Jucfge  com- 
mands) 
'*  Bung  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftani 

'  «  lands." 
When  Chriji  returns,  'wake  evry  cheerful paj^ 

fan  :    e 
And Jhout.  ye  faints,  he  comes  for your fc  fodtion, 

4  «*  Behold  my  cov'nant  (lands  for  ever  good^ 
"  Seai'd  by  th'  eternal  facriflce  in  blood — 

55  And  fign'd  with  all  their  names  :  the  Greety 

the  yew, 
u  Who  paid  the  ancient  worfhip,  cr  the  new  ; 
There's  no_  diflinclion  here,  join  all  your  vioces$ 
And  raife  your  heads,  ye  faints,  for  heav'n  re* 

joices. 

5  "Here  (faith  the  Lor)  ye  angels,   fpread 

"  their  thrones, 
rt  And  near  note  feat  my  f'ay'iitesand  ixy  fons>- 
K  a* 


1*4  rbAlM    L 

w  Come,  ray  redeem'd,  poffefs  the  joys  pre- 

a  par'd 
"  Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. s* 
When  Chrift  returns^  'wake  evry  cheerful  pa f- 

fton  : 
Andfhout^  ye  faints,  he  comes  for  your  [alvatum* 
fauss  the  firft. 

6  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God, 

44  I   am  the  Judge  ;    ye   heav'ns   proclaim 

,;  abroad 
a  My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
«c  Thofe  awful  trutks,  which  tinners  dread  to 

"  hear." 
When  God  appear*,  all  nature  Jhall  adore  him  : 
While  jinners  tremble, Jaints  rejoice  before  him. 

7  "Stand    forth,  thou    bold  biafphemer,  and 

"  profane,  [nings  vain  j 

u  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor    call  my  threat- 
*■  Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  faints  attire, 
«<  I  doom  the  painted  hvpocri'e  to  fire." 
Judgment  proceeds  5  hell  trembles  ;   beav'n  re- 
joices ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  yt  faints,  with  cheerful 

voices, 
8 l<  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flatn, 
•<Do   I  condemn  thee  j   bulls  and  goats  are 

•*  vain 
u  Without  the  flames  of  loye :  in  vain  the 

ftore 
u  Oc  brutal  ofFrinps  which  were  mine  before.'* 
Earth  is  the  Lord  s :  *ll nature  /hall  adore  him% 
W»iU  fmners  tremble ',  faints  rjotce  before  him, 
9  »*  if  1  were  hungry,  would  I  aflc  Ihte  food  ? 


PSALM    L.  n§. 

"  When  did   1  thirir,  or  drink  thy  bullock's 

^  b)Gt«i  > 
"  Mine  are  the  tamer  beafls,  and  favage  breed, 
" Fleck',  herds,  and  fields,, and  forefts  where: 

<;  they  feed." 
All  is  the  Lords,  be  rules- the  wide  creation  : 
Gives ftnn'ers  vengea^ce^andilu  faints fslvatiox, 
10*-  Can  i.  be  flauer'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
*<  Thy  foiemn.chatt'rinps  and  fantattic  vows  I 
44  Are  ray  eyes  charm'd  thy.  veftments  to  be* 

«  held*' 
"Glaring  in  ^erns,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  V\ 
God  is  the  "Judge  of  heart  sy  no  fair  d'tfgttifes 
Can  fcr sen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifes* 

pause  thefecond. 
II lC  Unthinking  wretch!  how  couldft  th*u- 

"  hepe  to  pleafe 
"-A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
•*■  While   with  my  grace  and  ftatutes  on  rhy 

41  tongue,  \y.TT\^o^ 

a  Thou   lov'tt  deceit,  and  do* ft  thv    brother 
Judgment  proceeds,  bill  trembles ;  heart  n  re~ 

jokes. ; 
Lift  up  your  beads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices, 
12  *'  in  vain  to  pioua  forms  thv  leal  pute.sjs  z 
M  Thieves  and  adultVers  are  thy  chefen  friends  | 
'«  While  the  talfe  fhtt'rer  at  my  aita-  waits 
"  Hi<  h* den'd  fou?  divine  inftruft  on  hate -.* 
God  is  the  Judge  of  heart  j,  no  fair  difguijes 
Canfcrecn  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifsu 
13 '>  SttemL  waited   with  lory-fufF  ringiove, 
%  But  didft  thou  h  »pe  tot  I  ihguid  ne'er  ic-- 

u  prove  \ 


tdp  PSALM    LI. 

"  And  cherifn  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
44  That  the  Ali-Hoiy  would  indulge  thy  fin  V* 
See  God  appears  :  ail  nature  join  /'  adore  him  : 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  Jinn  ers  fall  before  him* 

14  "  Behold  my  terrors  now;  my  thunders  roil, 
"  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul ; 
"  No\y,  like  a  lion,  (hall  my  vengeance  tear 
•c  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deli v'rer  near.** 
yudgment  concludes  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heav'n  re- 
joices-* 

Lift  upy$ur  beads, ye  feints,  vjitb  cheerful  voices, 

E.PIPHGNEMA. 

15  Sinners,  awake  betimes  i  ye  foptey  be  wife, 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  : 
Change  your   vain   thoughts-,  ycur  crooked' 

works  amend ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour*    make  the  Judge  your 

friend  : 
TJ^en  join,  ye  feints  ;   'tucke  rSry  cheerful  pafe 

fion, 
When-Chrijt  returns,  he  comes  for  your  feha- 
tior. 
Psalm     LL     if  Part.    Long  Mtere. 
A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon, 

SHEW  ulty,  Lnd,  U  Lord,  forgive3 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  isrgeand  frte  ? 
May  not  a  Tinner  truft  m  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  ca'nt  furpafs 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound,   , 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  fcuind. 

3  O  wafti  my  foul  from  tv'ry  fin.. 


PSALM    LI.  117 

And  make  my  guilty  conference  clean  : 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  p3  ft  -offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  ftps  with  Thame  my  fins  oonfefs 
Againft  thy  law,  againft  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  mould  thy  judgment  grow  faverep. 
I  am  condernn'd,  -at  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden'vengeanee  ieize  my  brealb? 
I  rttuft  pronounce  thee  juft  in  death  : 
And  if  my  foul  were  fent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yer,  favea  trembling  (inner,  Lord, 
Whofc  hope  ftill  hov'ring  round  thy'  word5 
Would  light  on  feme  fVeet  p>   m\k  there. 
Some  fure  fupport  sgainO  oefpa.r 

Psalm-     LI.     id  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Original  and  a&ual  Jin  cenfejjed. 

1  T    ORD,  I  am  vik,  coiaceiv'd  »n  fin  j 

1  j  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death  %. 
Thy  law  demands  a  per/eel  heart  j 
But  we're  defied  in  ev'ry  part, 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  fpirit  pure  and  true  i 
O  make  me  wife,  betimes,  to  fpy 
My  danger  ane  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold>  I  fall  before  thy  face  5 
Mv  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  form*  can  make  me  clean  j 
Tfce  leprofy  lies  deep  vvithin. 


it*  PSALM    LI. 

5  Mj  bleedrng  bird,  nor  bletd.ng  beaft, 
N  )r  fiyfl*  ip  braich,  nor  lprink  ling  pri  (!•„. 
N  >r  ru'inin^  brook,  nor  flond,  nor  fea, 
C  n  <va(fe  the  difmil  (tain  aw*y.. 

6  j^/itf,  my  Ct  ^r  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  p  »w*  1  fficieutta  atone  ; 

Thv  hU)3'\  c^n  make  me  white  as  (now, 
N .-  Jewifii  types  c:>u\d  cleanfc  me  f». 

7  W."»  c  guilt  didutb-  ^nd  break";  my  peace, 
N   r  fl  fh    n .-);■  !<)u',  harh   reft  or  ea'e  j 
Lord,  let  rpt  hear  thy  par^'riirig  voice,, 

A  dmajk    m\  hi    k**n  ban  *  •  j  fice. 
Psalm     LI.     $  J  Part.     J/Org  Metre. 

7i^  ba:kjli  er  reftored  :  cr,  repent  .nee   aud  faith 
in  the  blood  of  Corift 

J   /^X    THOJ   vbo  h   .r'lt  w   v;i  6<\ne  >c.y,, 
V-/   ;  h'Hiih    ':  m)  crmei  bio's  Usee  lie, 
)>  noid  them  a  t  -»th    n.ry  look, 
But  b.  >t  tlieir  mem  vy  from  thy  book. 

^  Cr.iite  my  natti  e  p;ure  u-t  in, 
Andforan  m    f  u!  av- r'e  rt>  fin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  r»fcf  :r  depart, 
N.»r  hide  thy  prefenfcc  f'r  >m  mv  heart, 

3  1  cannft  live  mih  tut  thy  hgfi  . 

Cut  out,  and  b.  nifU  H  from  t  y  fi^ht  ^ 
Thine  ho1  '  joys  »y  G  d»  f-st,.rc  i 
Aodgmrd  me:  that  I  tall  n  >  rn  re. 

4  Though  J  hav^*  griev'ri  by  S  >ir;r,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  ftiil  afford  : 
And  let  a  wretch  c.jrrw  near  thy  throne 
To  pi  ad  the  mer-t<  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  br •■kcttjieurr,  my  God,  my  King, 
is  all  the  fac»ifke  I  bring  5 


PSALM    Lt.  *if 

Tfee  God  of  ^iacc  wtu  ne'er  defpife 
A  biokea  heiut  for  faenfice. 

6  My  foul  lies  hu  )  blcrd  n  th  r  duft, 
A  d  owns  thv  dreadful  fmtence  jutf; 
L<"  k  down,  O  L  r  -,  with  pitying  eye? 
Ana  fave  a  f  ui  conoemivd  10  die. 

J  Then  will  1  teach  the  world  thy  -ways  | 
Sinners  ihJl  learn  thy  fov'ei^n  grace  5 
I'll  lead  fh  m  to  m    S  \'k  ur's  bh.M&d, 
And  they  (hail  praife  a  pard'nin 2  G^d, 

8  O  may  thy  love  iiifp.re  -jiy  tongue  ! 
Salvation  fhal.  be  aH  my  fong  ; 
And  a  i  my  pcnv'rs  fhall  j  id  to  blefs 
Tbfe  hof<u  my  (trench  and  rignteeunrfs. 
Psalm     -LI.     ij}  Part.      Common  Metre, 
Original  and  aftual  fin  tenfejjed  and  pardoned* 

1  "1      ORD  i  wvoU'Q  i^4c  -  my  iore  ditiiefs 

|uy     And  guilt  before  thine    yes  ; 
AiJH.ft  thy  !aAS.  agai  ft  try  grace, 
How  hi^h  my  crimes  ariie  ! 

2  S 'OuScift  thoe  c'n.'densn  mv  foul  to  hel?> 

A.,dc»ufh  my  fi  (h  to  dult, 
Heuv'o  would  appr  vc   t->y  vengeance  well, 

And  earlii  muifc  o.    t  r  juir, 
5  I  fr  in  the  Hock  of  y^rtfva  came, 

Uiiholy  :.n''  iiicleap  j 
At*  mv      :i;i    \'i      jh  ,ne, 

f\p.o  all  my  na  un  (In. 

4  Born  in  a  *or!d  t»£  guiit,  I  drew 

C  n?av  ion  wnth  my  breath  ; 
And  £*  my  days  advane'dj  I  grew 
A  j  u  u  e  r  p  rey  U > r  de  •  t  h , 

5  Clv4nie  ixe,  O  L*  H,  and  cheer  mv  feu! 


i2o  PSALM    LI,   Llfl. 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
O  make  my  breken  fpirrt  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  Ions  of  men  ^ 
Backfliders  (hall  addrefs  thy  throne, 

And  turn  to  God  again. 
Psalm     LI.  zd  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Repentance  and  faith  in  the  blood  cf  Chrifi* 

1  (~*\  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
\J  My  load  of  guilt  remove ;  , 
Break  down  this  feparating  wall, 

Which  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpealc  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs, 
Andma?ke  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  bloed  of  goats,  nor  heifers  (lain, 

For  fm  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Cbrift  (hall  (till  remain 
Sufficient,  and  alone. 
ij.  A  foul  oppreft  with  fin's  def;rt, 
My  God  will  ne'er  defpife  : 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  ourbeft  facrifice. 
Psalm     Li II.     Common  Metre. 
Victory  and  deliverance  from  perfecution, 
I      A    RE  a! I  the  foes  of   Zion  fools, 
jfcx.    Who  thus  devour  her  faints  ? 


PSALM    LV.  13  J. 

Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  {hall  befcfz'd  with  fad  furprife  5 

For  God's  revenging  ztm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  thofe  who  rife 
To  do  his  ehi'dren  harm.     * 

3  In  vain  the  Tons  of  Satan  bbaft 

Of  armies  in  array  ; 
When  God  has  fir  ft  defpis'd  their  hoft, 
They  tall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Ztztih  Kin-2, 


Her  captives  to  left 


'jf; 


^acoh,  with  all  his  tribes  fhafl  fing, 
And  Ju'lai?  weep  no  more. 

Psalm     LV.     Common  Metre. 
Support  for  the  ttjjliSied  and  templzd  fouh 

1  /^\  -JOD.  mv  ieftfgb,  hear  my  cries, 
\J    Behold  my  flowing  tears, 

Fur  earth  2nd  hell  my  hurt  devife, 
And  trramph  in  my  (ears. 

2  Tn-ir  rage  is  leveled  at  my  life,, 

My  fdul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  hi  my,th6ughts  with  inward  ftrife, 
To  (hake  my  hope  in  God.' 

3  \\  ith  iritfard  pain  my  heart-drings  found, 

1  groan  with  ey'ry  bre  :tb  : 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  'round 
Among  the  (hades  ©f  death. 

4  O  Were  [  iik<;  a  featber'd  dove, 

And  innocence  had  >*kigs  ; 

Id  fty  and  rgiifee  along  remove     . 

.  From  a:-  thefe  relief  "things, 

5  Litrnetuicine  wilddelsi:  go, 


izt  PSALM    LV. 

And  fiqd  a  peaceful  home  ! 
Where  flo.ms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Van  hojpe*,  and  vain  inventions  all, 

To  'fc.jpe  t.  ersgeof  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God  en  whom  I  call, 
Can  fave  me  here  as  v*  e i  1 . 

PAUSE. 

7  By  inprntng-tight  i-'h  feek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry  : 

The  nit.h:  fliiH  he3r  me  aik  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  GotMlnli  preferve  my  foul  from  fear, 

O   fiiicKi  me  when  afraid  : 
Ten  ttoufand  angels  muft  appear, 
If  \'.r:  command  their  aid. 

9  J&zii  my  burdens  on  the  Ler^, 

The  Lord  fwftairjs  them  all  ; 
My  courage  re&  upon  his  word, 
That  faints  {hall  never  fail. 
ko  My-highcft  hopes  (hall  not  be  vain, 
M)  lips  fha'l  fpread  his  praife  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 
Scarce  ' i v :r  ;-v  ha  f  :hcir  day?. 
Psalm     LV.     Short  Metre.    - 
jfratogercui  ffe/peritf  ;  or>  daily  devotion  encouraged. 
if     Li   firmer?  take  tdeircourfe, 

JL/    And  choofe  the  road  to  death  ; 
En:  in  the  urorfbip  of  my  God 
I'll  fpend  nay  daily  breath. 
2  My  thoughts  addreft  his  thrcne 

VV  -  ,  the  light  ; 

I  feelc  bis  hffeShtg  ey'ry  noon, 


PSALM    LVJ.  l?~ 

And  pay  my  vows  at  night 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  crics^ 

Omy  etern-i  G^di 
While  firmers  perflrin  furprife, 
Beneath  thine  .mo;ry  rod. 

4  Eeeaufc  they  dwelUtesfe, 

^  nd  no  fad  changes  feel,. 
They  !Kiths-r  fear  nor  t^uft  thy  nam-, 
Nor  jVarn  to  do  thy  wjlj* 

5  But  L  with  all  my  cares- 

W;iih  an  upon  Che  t-Wrl  ; 
I'll  caft  my  burdens  on  his  stm* 
And  reft  upon  his  -word. 

6  His  arm  .flu!!  well  fufbin 

^      The  children  of  his  love  ; 

The  ground  on  which  their  ftfet?  flan*,     • 
No  earthly  pow-r  can  move. 
^  P&AHi     LV/.     Common  Metre. 

mBvtnme/rom  oppnjfion  and  faljehood  ;  or.  God's 

care  of  bis  people,  in  anjwer  to  fJLhh  and 'pray tfr. 

2     /^Y   '   ^    WhSie  ^UltiC-    S«%n3  0il    higiri3 

V-/"  And  makes  th'  oppreiLr  cWs, 
Ikno'd  bow  envious  dinners  try 


To 


vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  ions  of  violence  and  'lies. 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
Bat  hourly  as  my  dangers  rife - 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God mofthoiy,  Jutland  t:ue»„ 

I  havsTepos'd  my  iruit  ; 
Nor  wi\\  Vfszr  whatsnan  can  do,    - 
;  ^  Theoi?pr<ngof:fh2  duit. 
p  Tfajprntt  tiijtjtovfik  to  iiufchief  'ft3l 


^4  PSALM    LVIL 

Charge  me  with  Unknown  faults  ; 
Miiefcftff  dofch  ail  their  coi»Hs  fill, 
And  Hj^lice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  iheyefbape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Mutt  their  devices  i'taiK)  ? 
O  cad  the  Baughry  finntr  down, 
And  let  hirn  know  thy  h:nd. 

PAUSE. 

6  God  counts  the  farrows  ofjbis  faint?, 

Their gro.ain^04  c"\  his  ear-  ; 
Thou  haft  a  boofc  for  my  complaints, 
A  bottle  fur  my  tcar>. 

7  When  to  thy  thr  ne  I  raife  my  cry, 

The  wicked  fear  and  fie  -f 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  Iky, 
#S.:»  near  is  God  to  me. 

8  In  God m&it  holy,  juti  and  true, 

I  have  repes'd  my  frufi  : 
Nor  will  1  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duit. 
£  Thy  folernii  vows  ore  on  me,  Lord, 
Thou  (halt receive  my  praife  ; 
I'll  fi  »g,  "  how  faithfuls  thy  word  ; 
"  How  righteous  all  thy  ifays." 
.10  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death, 
O  fet~a  pris'tur  free  ! 
That  heart  and  h;  nd,  that  life  and  breath 
Miybe  ernplqv'cl  for  thee. 
Psalm     LVIl.     Long  Metre. 
Praijeforjpott    i  %  grace  and  truth* 
I   '&  VJTY  G  ire  all  the  firings 

i. VJL ' '  ■  §  ra c  e u  r  ^  n  °  w n> 

ii:Uo  iuc  benjgaij*  thy  fpjeaiin^  wings 


PSALM    LVIII.  :2S 

rTi!l  the  dirk  cloud  is  overblown. 
£  Up  to  the  heav'ns  1  fend  my  cry, 
The  Lord  wiil  my  defires  perform ; 
Ke  Tends  his  angers  from  the.  iky, 
And  faves  me  from  the  thruat'mng  ftor«r. 

3  Be  tnou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad. 
And  Uridto  lancTthy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fiVd  ;  my  fohi  fhall  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  n&me  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue  to  found  his  praifei 
My  tongue  the  glory  of  rnyframe. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns. 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoit  iky  : 

Hs  truth  to  endlefs  years  regains, 
When  lower  worlds  diiToive  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell  * 
Thy  pow'r  ion  earth  b2  known  :. bread, 
And  I  vJ  to  \znd.  thy  wonder*  tell. 

Psalm     LVUl.     Particular  Metre, 
Warning  to  ?iagift  rates. 

1  TUDGES,  ^ho  ru'e  tSu-  world  by  laws, 
J    'Vill  yc  defpifc  the  rightebiis  csuf?, 

When  th*  injured  pooij  before  you  lianas I 
D<re  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  iinners  !fcapelXeCuje, 

While  gold  and  ^reatnefs  bribe  your  hands* 

2  Kwz  ye  forgot,  or  never  k  ae  w 

That  God  wii)  juci^e  thsjiitiges  too  I 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his  juitic?  reigns.: 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God,. 
L  z 


126  PSALM     [ 

And  feftd  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  conference  «fh  your  chains. 

3  A  poifoii'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  fnarp,  the  pcifcn  jtrcng, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wcunds  .: 
You  hear  no  oounfeis,  cries  nor  rears  i 
Sd  the  deaf  adder"  ftops  her  ears 

Againft  the  jpow'r  of  charming  founds. 

4  Brealc  oat  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  ot'  lions  dy'd  in  biood  ; 

And  cru(h  the  ferpents  in  the  du(l ; 
As  empty  ch*ft,  when  whirlwinds  rife, 
Before  thefwoeping  tempeli  flies, 

So-let  their  hopes  and  names  be  left. 

5  Th'  Almighty  ihunders  from  the  fky, 
Their  grandeur  melts  their  titles  .die. 

As  hills  of  fnow  diflblve.  and  run, 
Or  {harls  which  perifh  in  their  ilime, 
Or  births  which  come  before  their  time* 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 

6  Thus  fhall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  Cints  afford  •, 

And  ail  who  hear  fhali  join  and  fay, 
14  Sure  there's  a  God  who  rules  on  high,* 
"  A  God  who  hears  bis  children  cry, 
"  And  will  their  fufT'rings  well  repay." 
Psalm     IX     Common  Metre. 
tin  a  day  of  humiliation ',  for  dif.ppcintmenti  in  waf, 
I    T     ORD,  halt  tfK  u  calt  trie  notion  off  I 
jg^j    Muft  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Witt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 
Shail  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
a  Toe  terror  of  one  fro^n  of  thine    . 


fS  ALU    LXL  :  lif 

Melts  all  cur  ftrer.gth  away  5 
Like  men-who  %tter,  drunk  with  wine, 

We  tremble  in-difmay. 
.3.  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  liroke, 

And  dreads  thy  \ifczd  hand- ! 
Ohea)  the  people  thou  hart  broke> 

And  fsve  the  finking  bnd. 

4  Life  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 

For  thofe  who  fear  thy  names  ' 

Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  fliieKV 
And  put  tmt  foes  to  fhame. 

5  Go  with  @wr  armies  to  the  fight, 

By  tBine  affifting  hand  ; 
'Tis  Ged  who  treads  the  mighty  down*. 
And  makes  the  feeble  (rand. 
Psalm    LXI.    Short  Metre* 
Safety  in  God, 
i  "\yf  7"H ilN overwhelmed  with  grief, 

VV      My  beart  within  me  dtes  j 
Helplefs,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
Toheav'n  1  lift  my  eyes, 
%  O  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  ihy  wings 

My  (belter  and  my  made* 
3,  Within  thy  prefence,  Lord, 

Forever  1*1  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tow'r  of  vny  defence, 

The  refuge  where  I  hide* 
4  Thou  giv^fr  mtr  tne  lot 

Of  thofe  who  .ear  thy  name  £. 
If  ejidkfs  life  be  their  reward, 
I  fhall  pcfftfs  the  fame, 


128  PSALM     LXII,  LXIII. 

Psalm    LXII.    Long/Metre* 

No  truji  in  the  creatures  :    cr,faiih  in  Sfvi;;:  grace 
and  power? 

i   T\ /TY  fyM""1*  took*  to  God  alone  ; 
JLVA    My  0£^y  refuge  !S  his  tbr'onfe  ;. 
In  ail  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraks, 

My  foul  on  his  Falvatroa  waits. 
2  Trufl  hi  in,  ye^'flints,  in  all  your  ways, 

Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 

When  he'pers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 

God  is  our  all-fufricient  aid. 
5   Faife  are  the  men  cf  high  degree, 

Tne  bafer  fort  are  vanity  j 

Laid  in  the  palanc*,  boril  appear- 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  net  rncreafinftgold  your  truft, 
Nor  fet  vour  hearts  on  giitfring  duft  ; 
Why  will  you  grsfpthe  fleering  fmoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  r 

5  Or.ce  ha?  his  awful  voice  dechr'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard) 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

«  He  muft  be  fesr'd  and  trufted  too/' 

6  Fbr  fov 'reign  pow'r  reigne  not  alone, 
-  Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 

Th?  grace  and  £uftice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  ]afr.  reward. 
Psalm     LXHi.     \ft  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
1 he 'Morning  of  our  Lord's  day. 
I   TTT*  -\  R  L  Y .  my  God,  with,  ut  delay,- 
f  4     I  haile  to  feek  thy  lucc  ; 
My  toiffty  f^irit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 


PSALM    LXIII,  12 

Z  So  pilgrims,  on  the  fcorthing  fand, 
Beneath  a  buying  fky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  itream  at  hand, 
Aild  they  rnt.lt  drink,  or  die, 

3  I've  hen  thy  glory  'and  tny  pow'r 

Through  all  thy  temple  (hine; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  houry 
That  vifion  fc  divine, 

4  Not  i\\  the  bit  ffines  mi  a  feaft 

Can  p»leafe  mv  foul  ib  well, 
As  uh:n  thy  richer  grace  1  rafte> 
An^  in  thy  prcitrnce  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itferf  with  all  rts  joys, 

,  Can -my  btft  paf&bris  move  ; 
Or  raifefo  high  my  cheerful  voice,   „ 
A^  thy  forgiving  love 

6  Thus  'tin  mv  latt  expiring  d?*yy 

I'il  blefr  my  God  3nd  King  : 
Thin  wit]  I  jjft  tny  frauds  tq  pray, 
And  tune  my  voice  to  fing. 
Psalm     LXIil.     2 J  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Midnight  thdhgbis  recdlecied. 

1  ?r*jp  ,v  ,-^  m  tnc  watqi  es  oi  the  night. 

j[         I  thought  upco  thy  pow'r, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  tare  in  fight* 
Amidit  the  dsrkeff  h<  ur, 

2  My  fiefti  by  renting  on  my  bed, 

My  im\  arofc  on  high  :      • 
MyGo-J^my/ifi',  my >  fofie,  I  faid, 
Biting,  thy  jaiv$tion  nigh, 

3  My  ipifit  IiDours  up  thine  hill, 

And  c!;Q»bs  the  heav'n'y  road  ; 
But  thy  right  hand  upheld*  meitiiU 


i  jo  PSALM    LXIII. 

While  I  ouvi'u    my  Gco\ 

4  Thy  mercv  ftretche*  <*'crmy  head 

The  (hadon  of  thy  wings  ; 
Mv   heart  r -joices  in  th'ne  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  ano  fin^s. 

5  But  ihe  deftroyr  of  ray  peace 

S  ;all  tV<  t  and  ra^e  inv^in  ; 
The  tempter  (hall  fof  ever  ceafe. 
And  all  my  dm  be  ft  tin. 

6  Thy  fword  (hall  give  my  foe<  to  death> 

AndYtnJ  them  down  todypeH 
In  the  dak  caverns  of  the  earth, 
•    Oi*  to-the  deprri*  or .b-r''. 

Psalm     LXUI      Long  Metre. 
tinging  fjteri,joit:  ot\  the hve  of  God  cUte*  than  life, 

VJT    Phflft  art  iriv  hcjfe;  m\  j  •  ¥•  my  rctt  ; 
Tiiegiorits  which  compose  thy  name-, 
Stand  ail  engag'd  to,  make  me  b^eri 
%  Thou  great  anil  good,  thoujuft  and  wife, 
Tnou  artjny.  Father  an  *  my  God  ; 
»A»d  1  am  -thine  by  faered  ties;j 
Thy  fohj  thv  fervani,  bought  with  Wood. 

3  With  heaM  <*nd  eye',  arid  Ittted  hands, 
For  thee  i  long,  to  tfiee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  tnirft>  lands 
Pant  for  fhS  Cooling  water,  b.o>k. 

4  With  esrly  feet  i 'Jovet*  appear 
Anrmg  thv  faints,  and  i  ek  thy  face  ; 
Ofr  have  i  feen  thy  glory  there, 

A  -id  felt  the  pow  V  of  foVrelgn  grace. 
r  Nut  fruit-,  nor  wines,  which  tempt  our  taHe? 
Nor  aft  the  joys,  our  £nfe«kn©w> 


PSALM -LXIII.  131 

Could  make  me  fq  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  my  cheerful  paifioHS  fo. 
6  My  life  Ufelf,  without  thy  love 
No  talie  of  pleafure  could  afford  ; 
'Twou'dbur.  atirTome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifh'd  fW  m  the  Lord. 
j  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  ni^ht, 
When  bufy  cares  sf&i&my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  de'ight  | 
And  adds  refrefnment  to  mv  bed. 
8  111  lift  my  hands,  ] ')!  rail    my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  t,r  praife  ; 
This  work  (hali  m^kt  my  beau  rejoice, 
And  fe^nji  the  remmtjt^f'm?  days; 
Psalm     LXIII.     Short  Metre. 
Sieking  Gcd 
J   Tk  /f"Y  G  o\  p- mm  my  tongue  ^: 

XV J.   This  joy  to  caii  thee  mine  > 
Aiw  let  my  eariv  cries  prevail 
To  tiftg  thy  Jove  divine. 

2  My  thiriiv,  fatnijug  foul 

Thy  -mercy  does  implore : 
Not  travellers  in  vedn  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  m,ore, 

3  Within  thy  thurehes,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  mv  pl.cty 
Thy  pow'r  and  glory  to  behold, 

And  feel  thy  quick  ning  grace 

4  pp*  life,  with*  uc  thy  love 

No  reiifh  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be-compar'd  witfi  this, 
To  fefve  and  ples.fe  the  Lord, 

5  To  thee  I  lift  my  hsndv, 

And  praife  thes  while  I  live  ; 


132  PSALM    LXV. 

Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  rood   or  pica (u re  give 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

!  1  CA-i  ci\y  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  h/jsv*  wife  tiiy  oounfels  arz, 
And  ail  thy  dealings  kmd.- 

7  Since  thou  haft  keen  my  help, 

To  thei!  bi>  iV-r.t  flics 
And  i;n  thy  watchful  providence 
Mv  cheerful  hope  relics. 

8  Fre  (ludow  a?  thy  wiuas 

Sly  Coal  in  fa  etv  keeps  : 
Ifouow    x,;.,    s -my  Father  leads, 

An..'  rt*  my  (reps. 

Psalm     LXV.     xft  Part-     Long  Metre. 
Pnllic  prayer  and  praife. 

i   *"in  -IE  au for  thee, 

J_   M i  G' >d  j  and  pra : fe  become  thy  houfej 
Thereftl  I)  thv  (.nits  thy  glory  (e'e. 
And  ;h.r2  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  Othbu  .  bofc  raitfCj  bends  tbei  fkies, 
To  ia^/e,  when  htimhl.  fitfners  p;av, 
AH  lands  :o  the.  fhalll  ft  theireyes, 
•And   tl  ••-.  of. the  N  'then  fea. 

3  A  v,  ill  rny  fins  prevail. 

But  grace  fh;  iwa*  thsirftain; 

I       i   i f  c',:>   /r  will  never  tail 
To  vvailimv  avn. 

4  Bteft  is  tie  rn  i  who  n  th"<  ■:>  fa.it  chufe, 
An  fun  ki  id  a(  i  let'-? 
Givs  rinti   a  \                   tby  houfc, 
Toiafte  thy  I                iy  free, 

PAUSE. 


PSALM  -LXV.  ijS 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  pi  ays  ; 
Babe/ prr.Dare  for  long  dirreis, 
When  Zion\  G<.*d  himfelf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteojfnefs. 

€  Witb  dreadful  glory,  G  si  fulfils 
What  Bs  effi.cY  d  flints  requcft  : 
And  wan  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  reth 

7  1  biert  feali  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Zlons  hill,  and  own  their  Lotd  ; 
The  nii  >g  xnd  the  festirrg  urn 
Shalj  fee  :h    Saviour*  name  adore* 
Psalm     LXV      id  Pur t.     Long  M'tre. 

Divine   Previ  «7ic^   ?'«  #/r,    £V?r/£  andjea  :   or,  the 
Ge>d  if  natu?e  ond  grace. 

«   rw% HE  C£qd  or  uur  i  j |  nation  hears 

J,      Yjoe  groans  o   Zi:n  >o  x  d  arlth  tearfj 
Yes  ..  .v;;  ke  comes  wkb  KiniHt(igns, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  Ihines. 

2  O  >  htm  tfre  face  or  man  defends, 
Farias  trie  earth's  rem'oteft  ends, 
Whe/e  thf!  Creators  name  ic  known* 
By  nature's  feeble  light   lone, 

3  Sailors  who  travel  u''er  the  -fl  ppfj* 
Addrek  their  frighted  fonts  to  G^i  : 
When  t;mp*^t'  Fags,  and  billows  roar, 
At  ur  adruldifrance  from  the  (bore. 

4  He  bids  the  noify  temped  ceafe, 

He  ea/lntt  the  raging  croud  to  petce  ; 
Wben  4  tuaiuiiuous  nation  raves. 
Wild  as  the  winris^  and  icud  as  waves. 

5  Whole  kingdoms  Ovaken  by  theiloriDj 

m  j 

M 


*54  PSALM    LXV. 

Mountains  eftab.ifh  d  by  his  han'-f, 
Firm  on, their  old  f';unJation  #and. 

6  B  rwld  his  enfigns  fweep  the  fky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  #y  ; 
I  he  Heathen  lands  with  fad  furpnfe, 
From  the  bright  hor  o    turn  their  e yes  ; 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  .ay 

S  niles  intheeatt,vnJ  lead*  the  day  ; 

He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wneel5p 

Ova  the  tops  of  Weftern  hills. 
$  S  -afons  and  times  obey  hi*  voice, 

The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  earth  made  {oft  withfhow'rs, 

Laden  with  fruit,  and  dreft  in  flow  Vs. 
9  'Tis  from  his  wat'ry  ftores  on  high, 

He  gives  the  thirfty  ground  lupply  ; 

He  walk5-  -upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 

D  »th  r.is  tnrichis.^  drops  difpenfe. 
20  The  defart  grows  a  fruitful   field, 

Abundant  fo<;d  the  vallies  yield  ; 

The  v  allies  fliout  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  Reigbb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys> 
1 1  The  palhires  fmile  in  green  array  \ 

There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ; 

The  \kx\ier  cattle  <md  the  lamb, 

Eich  ia  hi>  language,  fpeak  thy  name. 
22   fh/wbik«  pronotii  ce thy  pow'r  divine; 

O  er  ev'ry  field  thy  giories  fhine  ; 

Thrcn^hevVy  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 

Great  Godl  thy  g^odn^is  crowns  the  year, 

P3ALM     LXV.     iftPart.     Common  Metre, 
A  frayer-httring  Gout,  and  the  GentiUt  wiltd* 


PSALM    LXY.  ns 

i  XJ^AISE  waits  in  Zlon,  Lord,  for  thee, 
Th^rc  Hi  all  our  vows  be  paid  ; 
\L  nou  halt  nn  tar  when  fianers  pray, 
Ali  flefh  (hall  feck  thine  aid. 

2  Lord»  our  iniquities  prevail, 

But  pard'mng  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  as  pow'r  and  fkill 
To  conquer  evVy  fin. 

3  Bleft  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  chuff? 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  t'&ern  a  dwel  iog  in  thine  houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfw?fir»g  what  thy  church  rcquefrs, 

Thy  truth  zni  terror  thine. 
And  works  of  dreadful  lighteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defmn. 

5  Thus  fhai)  the  wond 'ring  nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  j'yft  j 
And  diftar.t  iflinds  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glittering  token-,  L$rd, 

When  figns  in  heav'n  appear  ; 
Bat  they  (hall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love,  as  we!!  as  fear. 
Psai<m     LXV.     rd  Pari.  Common  Metre. 
Xbe ' promdmce  of  Cod  in  air,  earth,  and  jea  :   ef3 

the.  hlefjing  of  rain. 
«    T9  I  t'IS  by    thy  irrengch   the  mountains 
JL     God  of  eternal  pow'r  !  [fraud,. 

Tfte  iea  grows  cairn  at  thy  command, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar, 
a  The  morning  li^ht,  and  ev'ning  fhade 
SuccdSye.  ccuifoixs.  bring  j 


i36  PSALM    LXV. 

Thy  pUntecfus  fruits  make  narveft  glad, 
Thy  fi.»w  Ye  adorn  the  fpnng. 

3  S  ifops  ihd  times,  unci  moons  *nd  hour?* 

IT  ;v  n,  earth,  and  aU  <".rt  thine  ; 
Whey  clouds  diitii  thqir  fruitful,  (ho  wYs, 
Ti*e  Author  »*  c'iViTjt;. 

4  Thofe  -\anriYing  cilierns  in  th*  fky, 

Borne  by  the  wiHcl%a$uun4» 

With  w\4iVy  treuh.iftv  well   iupoly 
The  furrows  of  thegroumi. 

5  The  thirty  ridges  dank  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  j  - 
.   Toy  ways  abound  wl:h  bu  flings  fti!!,' 
Thy  goo'4nt$$  GfQwns  |f*e-  year. 
Psalm     LXV.     3^  P««r/.  Common  Metre. 
i"be  blejfiKg  c>f  the  jpn&gj  or,  Ged  gives  rain, 
A  Piatm  tor  the  Hufb  u  man. 

1  aT^OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'niy  K-.ngi 
\JT  Who  makes  ihe  eai  th  his  care  j 

V Uits  the  paftures  evYy  fprlng, 
Ani  bids  the  grafs  appe.r. 

2  The  clouds,  like  river.*-  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  his  command, 
Their  watYy  bk-ffings  from  the  fky, 
To  cheer  the  thlrfly  tend. 

3  Tii2  (often'd  ridges  of  the  hYld 

Permit  the  corn  to  fp<  ing  ; 

Th  •  va'iies  rich  provifion  yield, 

And  the  poor.labYers  iing. 

4  The  little  hdS  •     cvYy  fide, 

Rejoice  at  filing  Ihoiv'rs, 
T,Ke  meadows  dr  f  VI  in  aii  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  wi:h  fkw'e* 


5  Tbehanen  cicki^  fg&c&'d  wichnin, 

P  i  o  m  lie  a  j  0 y  f u  I  c  r  o  p  ;  • 

The  parched  grounds  look, green  again, 
And  faife  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  Tfce  various  momhs  thy  gcodnefs  cro>R*s 

How  bounteous  are  thy  &zy$  I 
Trie  bleating  flocks  fprcad  b'ct  the  down*. 

And  i'hfo^srd^  fifGUt,  thv  p-^iie. 
Psalm     LXVI.      \fi  Pert      Common  Metre 
Governing pswer  and  yoodr.efs  :  or*  sur  grace  tried 
by   &Mi&i&ns. 

1  QING^I:  ye  nation?  tc  the  Lords 
J3     Sing  wi th  a  j ayfu  i  no! is  \ 
With  inel'dy  of  (puna  record 

riV h-  incurs^  and  your  j  .vs. 

2  Saytothe^pow'r  which  {hAe*  the  fky, 

"  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
<s  Sinners  before  thy  pre  fence  fly, 
•'Or  at  thy  feet  ihey  to*-." 

3  [C  me,  fee  the  wonders  cf  our  God, 

H    *  glorious  are  his  way S  i- 
In  Adbfes}  hwnd  he  puts  his  rod,  . 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  feas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry* 

While  $ftf>/  pa(  M  the  flood  ; 
There  did  the  church  b  gin  their  joy,. 
And   triumph  in    theif  God* 

5  He  rules  by  hk  reuitjefs  {night: 

Will  rebel  snr^i    dare 
P.ovoke  til*  E  tofe  fight, 

And  (embt'fha\  dr"<  a  IfqWai*  ? 
6'  O  bJefs  04^3  Goo,  and  r^yer  ccaftL, 
e  ia  jiu,  «j  til  nis  praiie*. 
M  2. 


i  $8  PSALM    LXVI,  LXYiX. 

He  keeps  our  life,  rnaint^in^  Gurpeace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways* 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuffriog  fauls, 

To  make  rtur  graces  fhine ; 
S  >  fii  ver.  bears  the  burning  eoalsj 
Themetilto   it-fine. 

8  Throagb  wat'ry  deeps,  and  fiery  ways, 

\Ye  inarch  at  thy  commind, 
Led  t*  poflfcfs  the  promisM  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 
Psalm     LXVI.     zdP'art.    Common  Matre. 

t'tuij}  to  Gscifer  bearing  frrayir. 
z   "TVTOW  fhtil  my  folcmn  vowb  be  paid 
JSQ     ^°  tnat  almighty  pow'r, 
Which  heard  the  long  requeft  I  made 
In  my   diftrefsfu!  hour. 

2  My  tips  and   cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come  ye  who  teat1  my  Gcd,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  W;,en  on  my  head  huge  forrowsfe'Jj 

I  fought  his  heav'nly  aid  ; 
Ke  fav'd  my  finking  font  from  he!], 
And  death's  eternal  ihzds. 

4  If  fin  hy  covered  in  my  heart, 

While  prsyV  employ 'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  h2d  (hewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  hif>  praifesTung 

5  [But  God,  hi*  name  be  eye*'  bleft, 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  tree  j 
Nor  turrAi  from  him  my  poet  rrqueff, 
K;>r  tttfird  his  heart  from  cr.e.l 
Fa  a  t  m    JjXYil,    Com  men  Mefcte. 


PSALM  .XXVIIfc  f39 

¥hs  nation- s  projferhj,  and  tM  Church* s  intrsafi* 
V  OH  IN  is,  mighty  Godson  «4  Ziw"  (hine, 
l^  Wi:h  beam*  or  freav'niy  grace  ; 
Rsvea!  thy  pow'r  through  all  our  coaSs# 
And  fhew  thy  filing  face. 
I  [Amid&  our  u  realm"  exalted  high, 
Do  thou  our  glory,  (land. 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  firs, 
Surround  the  fav*rite  land.]' 

3  When  fhali  thy  name  from  {hore  to  {hore» 

Sound  ati  the  earth  abroad,, 
Anddiitant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  <nd  their  God  ?■■ 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lancls, 
*  Sing  loud  withfolemn  voice  ; 
While  thankf&l  tongues  exalt  his  praife* 

An4  grateful  hearts  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

Who  fits  cmhron'd  above, 
Wifely  cornmsnds  the  worldslie  made, 
in  juftice  and  in  K>ve. 

#  Eirthih^Hobey  her  M  ker's  will, 

And  yield  a  full  inceafe  ; 
Our  G^d  will  crown  hischjfen  "land" 
With  fruitfulnefs  and  peace. 
J  God  the  "Redeemer  (matter*  round 
His  choicer!  favors  hsre, 
While  the  creation's  ut.Tjoft  bound 

Stvajl  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 
Psalm     LXVIII.     \ft  Part.   Long ;  Mefe, 
?  he  vengeance  mid  companion  of^uod, 

*  f^t   >D  vi'Atink  m  ail  "is   .night,  -- 
\JT  And  put  tb?  troops  of  bsjl  tu  flight  5 


14*  PSALM    LXVIII. 

A*>  faioke  wr  ico  i  .u  hr  to  cloud  the  fkies, 
Before  the  riling  eempe&fties. 

2  f  He  conies  may'd  in  burning  flames, 
Ju&tce  and  i?eng<  ;t  ice  src  his  names ; 
Behold  bis  feinthtg  foes  expire 
Like  melting  w$k before  the  fire  ] 

3  Heiidcs  and  thunders  through  the  fey, 
His  nam?  Jehovah  founds  on  biga  5 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  fo.ni  of  gracej 
Ye  fain'    r.j  -    his  face. 

4  The  v  How  and  the  f .  herlefe 
Fly  to  his  dd  in  fharp  rfuirefs  ; 
In  him  die  poor  an  J  helplefs  find 

A  Judge  ijioft  juft, .a  P'  ther  kind.    • 
5.  Hv;  bre«k>  the  ciipuve's  heavy  chain, 
And  prb'ner?  See  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels  who  difpute    hra  frill, 
Shall  dwell  inchai'v  and  rj£rkne&  jftilli 

PAUSE 

€  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  Gzd  belong  y 
Crown  him.  ye  nations;  in  your  fon^ 

Hi<-  ?,-  nd'rvu*-  names  sr.d  p  >wY  r  hu'arfe, 

His  honours  (hail  enrich  your  verfe. 
7  Hv  fhak.es  the  h*av'ns  ve'kh  !oud  alarms  ;. 

Haw  terrible  i<«  G  >d  in  arms  ! 

In  Ifr  el  are  his  mercies  known; 

ljr  d\   his  peculiar  thr 
$   ProJaioi  him  K ;.ig, -p-nnonnce  hi-n  b]  ffj 

H    s  yr.ur  defence,  your  j*)y,  j  m  r  1   ft'  5 

When  terrors  •  ife,  and  n*frd  :■■  faint, 

G  •■:  •■  t;#  • 
Psalm     LXVHI.      zdPch.     Long  M<=tre.     ' 

Chrift  .  cjccufon,  and  ibt  gift  cj  tfoSjirih 


PSALM    LXVIIL  141 

1  T    ORD,  whtn  thou  didrt  afcend  oil  bi^h, 

L/  Fen  thf-uland  angels  fill'd  the  (kv  j 

'i  nofe  heav'nly  guard*  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  to  attend  thy  (Utfe. 

2  N  ot  Sinai's  mour,t?tn  could  appear 
Moregjoriaus  when  the  Lord  was  there  \ 
Wftiie  he  pronotiBp'df  hi*  dregful  law, 
And  ft  nick  thy  eh,  fen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  H^w  br-^ht  the  triumph  none  can  tetl, 
Whrij  the  reitelft  hs  pc*  r*  ot  hell, 

Vv  hich  thoufand  fbul>  had  captive  made, 
Wei  e  all  in  chains  like  captives  led, 

4  Kais  d  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
H:-  Tent  fhe  pr>  rros'c  Spirit  down/ 
Witr;  gifts  and  grace  ior  rebel  men, 
Th,4  jDpd  mifc'ht  fV-ell  pn  t»g.rth  vgam.- 
Psalm     LXVIFl.     ^dPart,   Long  Metre. 

Trai.efir  temporal  blijjings  :  or,  common  ana  ffirit' 
ual  met'eies. 

I T  T  r  E  blefs  riie  Lord,  the  juft  Hid  got*?, 
VV    lVho  ftMu*  ntrsm  with  j  >van.d  food, 
Wuo  pouts  hi*  [>!<  ffi.-ig>-fYom  the  fl^eSj 
And  toa<fr  our  days  Vvi-th  rich  fopplies. 

2  H    fends  tbt  (an  his  circuit  round, 

1  o  ciiiver  she  i:  uii>,  to  warm  the  ground  5  t 
H    bic?  the  cii  tfds  w  ito  plenteous  raia 
Refcefh  the  U^ri'iy  t;ur;h  a^-in. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  $8  owe  ur  breath,  - 
And  all  <;ur  ncai  e&*pes  r>  m  death  ; 
S  fety  -od  uva'di  to  G-xi  Reloag  j 

H-  he'^  the  ^ -»ak.  and  guards  tfcr  ftrong. 

4  He  m  res  'as  feint  and  tmnej  grove 
J  iic  cguuiioa  b&iS'naS  qi5  his  iov-e  't 


*$*  PSALM    LXIX. 

But  the  wide  dhTrehce  which  remain?, 
Is  endlefs  joy-,  •  r  endlefs  peins. 
5  The  Lord,  who  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  head, 
Oa  ail  the  ferpeut's  feed  (hill  tread  5 
The  fiubhorn  finner's  hope  confound, 
And  (mite  him  with  a  talcing  wound. 
0  But  his  right  hand  hisfcirrts  fha))  raife 
P  rotri  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  Teas  j 
And  firing  them  to  his  court-  above* 
T'*err  (hr)  'hey  taffe  his  fpeiciai  love. 
Psalm     LXIX.     lj?  Part.     Common  Metric. 

7  he  fufferingi  of  thrift  for  ear Jsdvatien. 
*  "  Q  ;  V'E  rne,  O  Lbftf,  c.ie  iwcUttig  floods- 
^3  ;*  Breait  in  upon  my  foul  : 
•'  i  fink  ;  a  id  farrows  o'er  my  head, 
*  Like' mighty  waters  roll. 

2  Cl  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  begone, 

w  [n  tears  1  w. .-afte  the  day  : 
•'  M-."  G  d,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
44  And  marten  thy  delay. 

3  M  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 

•*  And  liiU  their  number  grows 
0  M  .re  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
<•  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  "  'Twa*  then  i  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

**  Which  men  could  never  pay, 
K  And  pave  thofe  honor*  to  thy  law 
<'  Wtmh  finners  took  away." 
£  Thus  in  the  i»reat  MeJfuhH  name, 
Th.?  royal  Prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he^wskes  our  heart*  to  gftef, 
And  give*  us  joy  by  turns. 
$  "Now  fliall  the  ftin$s  rt joicc,  and  &fl«l 


PSALM    LXIX.  14? 

ct  Salvation  in  my  name  ; 
ct  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  [pad 
*4  Of  fjrrow,  pain,  and  ihame. 

7  "  Grie^  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  me  r©und3 

"  And  Cickcloth  was  my  d  ef  , 
"  While  i  pr<  cui'd  fo~  naked  fouls 
»«  A  robe  of  righteoufner-. 

8  '«  Among  my  brethren  and  the  Jews, 

**  1  like  a  (lra»  ger  ftood,     . 
c*  And  bore  tUefr  vile  reprracb,  to  biing 
M  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  *•  I  came  in  finftil  mortals'  flead, 

l«  To  co  my  Father's  will  $ 
**  Yet  when  1  cleaned  my  Father's  hnufe.3 

*■  They  fcandal  z'd  my  zral. 
1$  *Mv  kfttng  and  my  ho  y  groans 

€i  Were  made  the  drunkard's  feng  ; 
"  Bn  G o^j  from  his  ceiertial  throne, 

44  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

1 1  °  H?  fjv'd  me  from  the  dreadftl  deep, 

"  Nor  let  my  fool  bedrovn'd  4 

«*  He  rais'd  and  fixM  my  finking  fee? 

"On  we!Leftabli(h*d  ground. 

12  "  'Tv.as  in  a  moft  accepted  hour 

"  My  pray'r  arofe  on  h»gh  ; 
€i  And,  for  my  fake,  my  God  (hall  hear 
*'Thedyinff  finner*'  cry.*' 
P^alm     LXIX."  ^d  Part.    Common  Metr& 

Thipaflion  and  exaltation  ofChrifi,^ 
I  TLTOvV  let  our  >ip   «rtth  n  jy  tear, 
^  lj    And  mournful  pleafujre  fini> 
3  he  h) fFriugs  of  our  gre*t  High  Prieft, 
Thg  fersws  ol  our  K;ag* 


144  PSALM    LXIX. 

2  He  finks  in  fl  ■>  <d-  of  deep  d  ft  -.  Is  ; 

H   w  hi^h  the     ..:--•  rife  ! 
Whit?  to  hi:  heav'fil)  Fathers  ear 
Hs  fend-  perpetual  a  .-. 

3  «  Hea-  mr,  Q  L  >'J,  and  iiv-  thy  S)n, 

"  N  r  hide  tji)  feiJiihg  uce  ; 
"   Vbyihouldthy  FaVrite  iuoic  like  one 
u  Fvifaken  ot  in,  grace  ? 

4  "  VVith  rage  they  p^rit*  me  the  man, 

M  Who  jgroam  btaeath  thy  wound, 
"  White  fora  facnfke,  J  pour 
"  My  !rte  upon  the  ground* 

5  u  They  tread  my  honor  to  the  daft, 

?  And  laugh  when  I  oumplain  ; 
11  Their  th.-fu  mfuiting  danders  add 
,     "  Frvfh  angui(h  to  rny  pain. 

6  c<  All  niy  rrrrpen  is  -known  to  thee, 

11   Hie  fca i'dal  and  the  flume  ; 
#t  Reproach  ha-  br  4c  my  blerding  heart, 
u  And  lies  defit«'<l  my  n2me. 

7  "  I  lmr»k*Q  for  pity,   but  in  vain  ; 

'■  M    k --ndred  are  my  grief, 
*>  1  afk    i  y  friend*  (<>r  comfort  round, 
li  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  "  With  vinegar  (bey  mock  m\  thiift, 

41   Toey  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 

•  "  And,  fporting  with  ;>y  dying  groans, 

u  f  -ey  triumph  in  my   blood. 

9  tl  S  U»e  itttq   mr  diftreffed  fojil, 

44  L  t  thy  c^mpaffi  \i  five  ; 
"  And,  'hon  .h  my  fUfMink  down  to  death, 
<■  Redeem  it  it  m  the  gr.<ve. 

10  «  1  ihuii  arife  to  praifc  thy  tame, 


PSALM   XXIX.  H> 

C{  Shall  reign  jo  worlds  unknown, 
"  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me  near  thy  throne." 
Psalm     LXIX.     3d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Chrifi's  obedience  azd  death  :  or,  God  glorified,  and 
jinners  faved. 

1  ""FEATHER,  1  fing  thy  wond'rous  grace, 
J*       I  blels  my  Saviour's  name  5 

He  bought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  Tinner's  fhame, 

2  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  duty  and  his  zeal, 
FulfuTd  the  law  which  mortals  broke. 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  fhall  his  humble  foll'wers  fee. 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
Thsy  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bleft. 

5  Xet  heav'n  and  all  who  dwell  on  high, 

To  God  their  voices  raifc  ; 
While  lands  and  feas  afnft  the  &ya 
And  join  t*  advance  his  praife. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  moft  holy  God  ; 

Thy  Son  (hall  blefs  hergates  : 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  bloody 
For  thine  own  Ifrael  waits. 

Psalm     LXIX.     17?  Part.    Long  Metre, 

ChriftV  paffion,  and  firmer  i*  fafoatien, 
N 


146  PSALM    LXIX.    . 

i   T""VEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 

JL/    The  deeper  furrows  of  eur  Lord  % 

Behold  the  rifing  billows  roll, 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  fou!. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  noils  of  hell,  and  pow'rs  of  death3 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  jein 

To  execute  their  curd  defign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God>  thy  pewer  and  love 
Have  made  the  curie  a  blcfling  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  luff  rings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  fins  which  we  had  done, 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  honours  of  thy  law  reftor'd  ; 
His  forrovvs  made  thy  judice  known, 

v  And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  fake  «ur  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  (inner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  In  his  name, 
Nor  (hall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  fhame- 
Psalm     LXIX.  *  zd  Part.   Long  Metre. 

C\\x\xV  s  fufferings  and  zeal. 

I    7 rjT\  WAS  for  our  tike,  eternal  God, 
j_     Thy  Son  fuftain'd'that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reprtach,  and  fore  difgrace, 
And  flume  denTd  his  facrsd  face. 

X  The  "Jnvs^  his  brethren  arid  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  Man  who  check'd  theif  fin  : 
While  he  fulfill vd  thy  holy  laws, 
Thev  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe.  , 

£  [«  My  Father's  houfe  (kid  he)  was  made 
4  A  place  for  worfhip,  not  for  trade  ;" 
Then  featuring  all  their   gr-'d   snd  tiaff, 


PSALM    LXXL  147 

He  fcourg'dthe  merchants  from  the  place.] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God, 
Confum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood  ; 
Reproaches  at  th)r  glory  thrown. 

He  felt,  and  mourn 'd  them  as  his  own,] 

5  His  friends  forfook,  his  foll'wers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  furrour.rihis  head  ; 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fland'rovis  tong&e, 
And  the  falfe  judge  maintains  tb£-  wrong, 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lie?, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemies  ; 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree — 
There  hung  the  Man  vrhody'c  far  me. 

7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  0ones, 
JnfuUhis  piety  and  n.roans  ; 

Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there,, 
And  mock'd  his  third  with  vinegar.] 

8  But  God  beheld  :    and  from  his  throne 
Marks  cue  the  men  who  hate  his  Son  j 
The  Hand  which  rais'd  him  from  the  dead-,. 
Shall  pour  forth  vengeance  on  their  head. 
Psalm     LXXK     ifcFart.    Com.  Mei.c, 

The  aped  jrdnVs  refis£tion  cud  hpc. 

MY  Gca,  my  everiatting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth  j 
'1  hy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 
1  My  fltfh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  powY, 


With  ali-thefe  limbs  c 


rr.tne 


And  from  my  mother's  painful  heir, 

I've  been  entirely  thine. 
Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  (being 

R^psated .ivsisy.  year  \ 


US  PSALM    LXXI. 

Behold  my  days  which  yet  remain, 
I  truft  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Call  me  not  off  when  ftrength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  fhine, 
Whene'er  thy  fervant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hift'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  davs. 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
In  cv'ry  line  thy  praife. 
Psalm     LXXI.     id  Pan.  Common  Metre. 
Chrifi  our  Jlrer.gih  and  right eoufnejs. 
x    T\  >TY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
JLVJL     When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Wnere  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  ihy  grace  ! 
l  Thcuartrny  eve:hmng  truft, 
Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  ; 
And,  fi  ice  I  knew  thy  graces  firfr, 
1  fpeak   thy  glories  more. 

3  Mviccthu'l  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  cekdial  road  ; 
And  march,  with  courage  in  thy  flrength, 
To  fee  my  Father,  Gcd. 

4  When  I  2m  fVin.1  with  fore  diftrefs 

For  fo'me  furprifi.ig  (in, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  rightecufnefs, 
And  men:icn*jone  but  thine. 
I   How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  teil 
The  viclVies  of  my  King! 
My  foul,  redeem 'd  from  fin  and  hell, 
Shall   thy  falvation  fing. 
$  [My  tongue  iliall  ail  the  day  proclaim 


FsAllSf    LXXt:  14$ 

My  Siviour  2nd  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  fees  to  fhame; 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 
7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs  'y 
With  this  delightful  fbrig 
I'll  entertain  the  darkefl  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long.] 
Psalm     LXXL  ^d  Part.    Common  Metre. 
1 b?  aged  Chriftian's  prayer  and  fong  :  or,  eld  age y 
death,  and  the  refurreftion. 

1  f^\  OD  of  my  childhood,  2nd  my  youth, 
\j    Thou  guide  of  all  my  days, 

1  havededar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  for  fake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  mall  fuMain  my  finking  year?, 
If  God  my  ftrength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  paw'r  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  furviving  age, 
And  leave  the  favour  of  thy  namer 
When  I  {hall  quit  the  ftage. 

4  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
O  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath- 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  Jove  i 

PAUSE. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high3 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds  ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  iky, 
And  all  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threatnings  roar. 

And  ott  endur'd  the  grief : 


i5o  PSALM    LXXIL 

But  when  thy  hand  has  pfefs'd  me-forej 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 
7  By  lang  experience  have  I  known 
Thy  fov'reign  pow'r  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 
3  When  I  lie  bury'd  deep  in  dufl, 
My  fleftiihalt  be  thy  care  ; 
Thefe  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  truft, 

To  raife  them  ftron^  and  fair. 
Psalm     LXXII.     i ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
7  he  kingdom  of  Chrift. 
%  f^i  RE  AT  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway 
VjThe  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  pow'r,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fceptrewell  becomes  his  hands, 
AH  heav'nnibmits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  juftice  fhall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  mere. 

3  With  pow'r  he  vindicates  thejuft, 
And  treads  tb*  oppreflbrs  in  the  dufl  ;, 
Kis  worfhip  and  his  fear  fhall  laft, 
'Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  paft* 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  fhall  he  fend  his  influence  down  : 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftills 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  which  lie  beneathu 
The  (hides  of  overfpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
And  defarts  bloflbm  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  fhall  fiourilh  in  his  days. 


PSALM    LXXII.  151 

Dreft  m  the  robes  of  joy  and  praife  %, 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 
Psalm     LXXIL     2d  Part.    Long  Metre. 
ChriftV  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles, 

1  TESUSthall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J    Does  his  fuccefilve  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  ilre.tch  from  fhore  to  fhore3 
Till  rooons  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more0 

2  [Beheld  the  iflands,  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  bed  tribute  brings  j 
From  nprth  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet; 

3  There  perjiay  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  (bines  in  Eaftern  gold  % 
And  barb'rous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] 

4  For  him  mall  endlefs  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praiXes  throng  tocrownhis  head  ; 
His  name  like  fweet  perfume  mail  rife 
With  ey'ry  morning  facrifice. 

5  People  ani  realms  sfev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteft  fong  ;■ 
And  infant  voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffiags  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loofe  his  chains  \ 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  Weft. 

7  [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  : 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 

More  bleffings  than  their  father Joft, 


t52  PSALM    LXXIH, 

8  Let  eVry  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  ae;ain, 
And  earth  reotat  the  loud  Amen  j 
Psalm     LXXIII.     ij}  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Afflitted  fsints  happy,  and  prof ferous  finners  curfiui 
I    l^T^  v^  I'ni  convince!  the  Lord  is  kind 
X^l  '  To  men  of  heart  fincere, 
Yet  once  my  foolifh  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  defpair. 
%  Igriev'd  to  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
iC  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  ! 
<l  Flow  peaceful  is  their  death  \ 

3  u  With  welKfed  flefh  and  haughty  eyes 

tv  They  lay  their  fears  to  fleep  ; 
w  Againftthe  heav'ns  their  flanders  rife, . 
"  While  faints  in  filence  weep. 

4  •*  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

tc  And  deanfe  my  heart  in  vain, 
"  For  I  am  chafkn'd  all  the  day, 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 
5.  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints^ 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
"  Sure  I  (hail  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  mil  1  found  my  doubts  too. hard, 

The  conflicl  too  fevere, 
'Till  1  retir'd  to  f  arch  thy  word, 
And  learn'd  the  iecret  there. 

7  There  as  in  fame  prophetic  glafs 

I  faw  the  finner's  feet 
Hi^r*  mounted  on  aflipp'ry  p!ace3 


PSALM    LXXIII.  153 

Above  a  fiery  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft> 

'Till,  at  thy ;  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honours  like  a  dresm  were  loir. 
And  he  awoke  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  ! 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  beaft  ! 
Thus  to  fufpect  thy  prorrnVd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  bleft. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  fr©m  fell  defpair, 

Upheld  by  pow'r  unknown  : 
That  bleffed  hand  which  broke  the  fnare, 
Shall  guide  m«  to  thv  throne. 
Psalm     LXXIII.     2d  Part.    Common  Metre, 
God  our  portion  here  and  hereafter, 

1  jf~^i  OD,  my  fupporter,  and  my  hope, 
VJT    My  help  for  ever  near  : 

1  bine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  finking  in  defpair. 

2  Thy  coi  nf;!%  Lord,  fhall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wildernefs  ; 
Thins  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thv  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if"  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke, 

And  &dh  and  heart  fhould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
The  i\ rength  of  evVy  faint. 

5  Behold  the  turners  who  remove 

Far  from  thy  prefence,  die  j 


154  PSALM    LXXIIL 

"Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love. 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 
6  But,  to  dssw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  \ 
My  tongue  fliall  found  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  mv  joy. 
Psalm     LXXUI.     Long  Metre. 
The  profperity  of  finnen  curfd. 
i¥    ORD,  what  a  taoughtlefs  wretch  was  I, 
%^j  To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
i  o  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride  fmd  robes  of  honour  mine  ! 
1  But,  O  their  end,  their  dreadful  end,. 
Thy  &£&tjarytaugrft  me  fo  : 
On  ft  'pp'ry  rocks  I  fee  them  ftand, 
And  fiery  billows  roil  below. 

3  Now,  let  them  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
I'll  never ens  am  : 

There  they     ay  ftaad  with  haiighty  eye?, 
$TiIltbey  niunp.e  deep  in  endiefs  pain. 

4  Their  fancy  d  joy*,  how  fa  ft  they  flee  ! 
Ju ft  like  a  dream  wheft  man  awakes  : 
Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

5  Now  I  efteem  their  mirth  s.nd  trine. 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  v.  ith  mv  blof^ 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

Psalm     LXXHI.    Short  Metre. 
The  tnyfery  of  Providence  unfolded. 
I    QURL  there's  a  righteous  God, 

)J    N-jr  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boaft  aloud, 


PSALM    LXXIII.  15S 

And  men  of  grace  complain. 
■2  I  Caw  the  wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine,  \* 

While  haughty  fool?,  with  fcornful  eyes, 

In  robes  of  honour  (bine. 

3  [Pamper'd  with  wanton  eafe, 

Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair  ; 
Their  wealth  roils  in  like  flowing  feas3 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 

Which  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  opprefiion  reign% 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 

Theeveriaiiing  God  :- 
Their  malice  brails  the  good  man's  name? 

And  fp reads  its  lies  abroad. 
-6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 

Indulg'd  my  doubts  {0  rife  ; 
91  Is  there  a  God  who  fees  or  hears 

"  The  things  below  the  fkies  ?"] 
7  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

Htld  me  in  hard  fufpence, 
'Till  to  thy  hsufe  my  feet  were  brought 

To  learn  thy  jufrice  thence. 
£  Thy  word,  with  light  and  pow'r 

Did  my  milhkes  amend  ; 
I  vievv'd  the  Tinners*  iives  before, 

But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 
9  On  what  a  flipp'ry  fteep 

The  thoughtiefs  wretches  go  ! 
And  O  that  dreadful  fiery  deep. 

Which  wajts  thcir-fsll  below  ! 


156  PSALM    LXXIV. 

io  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 
Psalm     LXXIV.     Common  Metre. 
%he  Church  pleading  with  God  under  fore  per jecuiicn, 

1  \l{T'iL^J  ^od  for  ever  catt  us  of}'? 

V V     ^'s  wratn  f°r  ever  fmoke 
Againtt  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chofen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  \ 
Nor  let  thy  Zi'on  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  ftood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  hafte  5 

Aioud  ©ur  ruin  calls  j 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  walls  ! 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  roar  ; 
Over  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 
Sad  tokens  of  their  pow'r. 

5  How  are  the  feats  of  worlhip  broke  ! 

They  tear  thy  buildings  down, 
And  he  who  deals  the  heaviefi  ftroke, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  tfrey  threaten  to  deftrcy 

Thy  children  in  their  neft  ; 
11  Come  let  us  burn  at  once  (they  cry) 
•<  The  temple  and  theprieit." 

7  And  ftill  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thy  prefcnee  is  withdrawn ; 
Thy  wanted  figns  of  pow'r  and  grace. 


PSALM    LXXIV.  i$j 

Thy  pow'r  and  grace  arc  gone. 

8  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  cairn  cur  wees, 

But  all  the  feers  mourn  ; 
There's  not  a  foul  among  us  knows 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  blafpoeme  ? 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  fcng9 
And  bear  immortal  fbame  I 

10  Canft  thou  for  ever  fit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftill  thy  jealoufy  forbear  ? 
And  ftill  withhold  thy  hand  ? 

11  Wh£t  ftrange  deliy'rsncethcu  had  fhowit 

In  sgts  iorg  before  ! 
An^  now  r?$  other  God  we  own, 
No  oth*r  God  tdore. 

1 2  Tfeou  djdft  divide  the  raging  tea, 

By  thy  reiiftlefs  might, 
To  mske  thy  tribe*  a  wcndVous  way. 
And  then  fecsre  their  fiighr. 

1 3  h  not  the  world  of  nature  thine  ? 

The  darknef*  and  the  day  ? 
Didli  thou  net  bid  the  morning  fhine, 
And  mark  the  iun  his  way  ? 

14  Hate  not  thy  pow'r  form'd  ev'ry  coafr, 

And  fetthe  earth  its  bounds, 
With  fummers  hfit^  tad  winter's  frcit, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

15  And  fhili  the  (bus  of  earth  and  duft 

That  facred  power  blafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hsnd  which  forrn'd  them  ur§> 
O 


J58  PSALM    LXXV. 

Avenge  thy  injui'd  name  r 

16  Think  on  the  cov'nam  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  j 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 
And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

17  Out  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 

Psalm     LXXV.     Long  Metre. 
Power  and  government  from  God' alone. 

1  HT*0  rt><*,  Moft  Holy,  and  Moft  High, 

JL    To  thee  v.e  bring  our  thankful  praife  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  hand  is  nigh, 
Tny  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

2  *'  To  flavYy  doom'd,  thy  chofen  fons 
*'  Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rife  ; 
cl  And  foreopprcft  by  earthly  thrones, 

c<  They  fcught  the  Sov'reign  of  the  flcies. 

3  <c  'Tvvas  tiieriy  great  God,  with  equal  pow'rs 
41  Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 

41  To  fee  urge  their  legions  from  the  fhore, 
"  And  fave  the  remnant  of  thy  race." 

4  Let  haughty  tinners  fink  their  pride ; 
Nor  liftfo  high  their  fcornful  head  ; 
But  Ity  their  foolifh  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  "  empire"  God  hath  made. 

5  Such  honors  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  do  the  wind*  promotion  blow  ; 
'Tis  God,  the  Judge,  doth  ona  advance  ; 
'Tis  God  who  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vainjiretence  to  royai  birth, 
Shall  fu  a  tyrant  on 'the  throne  j 


PSALM    LXXVI.  159 

God,  the  great  Sov'rcign  of  the  earth,; 
Will  rife  and  make  his  jufticc  known. 

7  [His  hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  cap 

Or  vengeance,  mix'd  with  various  plagues, 
To  make  the  wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wring  out,  and  iafie  the  bitter  dregs. 

8  Now  (hall  the  Lord  exalt  the  juft, 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  duff, 
CXir  lips  ill  ill  fing  his  praise  aloud.] 

Psalm     LXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
Ifraelfaved,  and  the  Ajffyrians  deftrcyed :    or,   God*s 
•vengeance  agaivji  his  enemies  proceeds  from  his 
Church. 

1  TN  Judah  God  of  old  was -known, 
J[  His  name  in  Ifrel  great  * 

In  Salem  flood  his  holy  throng 
And  Zion  was  his  (eat. 

2  Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chofe*  4 

'    There  he  received  tneirjuft  complaint* 
Againft  their  haughty  foes. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  the  threat'ning  fpcar : 
The  bow,  the  arrow,  atid  the  (word,   " 

And  crum'u  th*  AJfyrian  war. 
$  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  r 
Tlie  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells, 

Is  glorious  more  than  they. 
5  'T was  Zion\  King  who  ftopp'd  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  ; 
.Tii&'msn.Qf.m'ghuikpt  fait  ta  death,, 


i6o  PSALM    LXXVIL 

And  never  found  their  hands. 

6  At  rtiy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horfe  and  chariat  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terror  of  thy  rod  ? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  pow'r  can  ftand  before  thy  fight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appear*  ? 
When  heav'n   (nines   round  with  dreadful 

The  earth  lies  ilill  and  fearr.  [light, 

«  When  God  in  his  own  fov'reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  fave  tV  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  fhall  work  his  praife, 

And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft, 

0  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring  ; 

Ye  prince?,  fear  his  frewn  : 
Hi*  terrors  fluke  the  proudeft  king, 
And  cuts  an  army  down, 
io  The  thunder  of  his  fturp  rebuke, 
Our  haughty  foes  lhall  feel : 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  no:  fork>ok, 
But  dwells  in  Zien  ftili.J 
Psalm     LXXVII.     \JlPart.    Common  Metre. 
Melancholy  a£aultingt  and  hope  prgvaili/ig. 

1  t'fTkO  Gcxl  I  cry  d  witn  mournful  voice, 

j^      I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  cae  fed  day  whs n  troubles  rofe, 
And  fiii '4  my  heart  with  fear. 
Z  Sad  were  my  davs,  and  dark  my  mghts, 
My  foul  rcfuiM  relief  ; 
I  thought  on  God  the  juS  and  wife, 
But^ibtpugbtsincreas'd  my  grief. 
3  Still  ixoinplainM,  and  ftr!l  oppreft, 
My  heart  began  to  break  ; 


My  God,  thy  vmth  forbad  my  reft. 

And  kept  mine  eyes  awake, 
4  My  overw hei min g  forro ws  g  re w, 

'Till  I  could  fpesk  no  more'; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 

And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 
g  I  callM  back  years  and  ancient  time* 

When  I  beheld  iky  face  : 
My  Tp'trit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 

Which  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  t 
His  face  appear  no  more  I' 

7  Will  he  for  ever  C2&  me  off  ?• 

His  prcmife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgo:  his  tender  love  ?"' 
Shall  anger  ilill  prevail  ? 
S  But  I  forbid  this  hopelcfs  thought, 
This  dark,  defpairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thyhand  hath  wrcu'ght'^ 
Thy  hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 
9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  way, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  c*er, 
The  wonder?  of  recovering  grace, 
When  flefh  could  help  no  more. 
40  Grace  dwells  with  jufiice  on  the  throne  *, 
And  men  wh  •  love  thy  ivord, 
Have  m  thy  fan&usry  fhown 
The  eounfels  of  the  Lcrd. 
Psalm    LXXVII.     zd Pari.  Common  Metre. 
Comfort  derived  from  ancient  providences  ;  cr^  Jfrael 
M<veredfrom'&gypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan* 
Qz 


i6z  PSALM    LXXV'tT. 

1   TTQW  awfli<  is  thy  chaft'ning  rod ; 
JL  A    (May  thine  own  children  fay} 
"  iue  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  ! 
w  How  holy  is  his  way  !" 
5  Til  meditate  his  works  of  eld  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  above, 
III  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  Long  did  the  houfeof  Jacob  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  oppreft  ; 
Long  he  delay 'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

4  The  fons  of  good  old  Jacob  feern'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  toes  ; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  which  he  cbofe. 

5  Ifraeiy  his  people  and  his  fheep> 

Mu(t  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  deep) 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  Gocf,. 

The  waters  faw  thee  come  ^ 
Backward  they  fted,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea, 

Thy  footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wond'reus  way 
Which  brings  thy  mercies  down. 
S  [Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  found, 

Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke  $ 
AU  heav'nin  lightning  fh»tie  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  mook. 
9  Thine  arrows  through  the  (ky  were  hurl'd. 


PSALM    LXXVIII.  163 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprife  and  trembling  feiz'd  the  worlds 
And  his  own  faints  ador'd. 
10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock, 
And,  fafe  by  Msfes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defart  led  his  flock: 
Home  tu  the  promis'd  land.] 
Ps,alm     LXXVIII,     iJ?  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
Providences   of  God  recorded  :  or,  pious  education;, 

and  inflruSiion  of  children. 
I   T    ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
1  j    Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 
%  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known ; 
Kis  works  of  pow'r  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
-     Through  ev'ry  rifing  race. 
3.  Our  lips  fiiall  tell  them  to  our  fons, 
And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn. 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 
4  Thus  fhail  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  fecurely  fhnds, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  prz&ife  his  cemmand?. 
'Psalm    LXXVIII.     zdPart.  Common  Metre, 
IfraelV  rebellion  and puni foment  :   or,  the  fins  and 

cbafiifements  of  God's  people* 
1  A\WHATa  mit  rebellious  houfe 
\Jr,  Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
Falfe  to  their  own  moft  folemn  vows3 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace, 


*%  PSALM    LXXVIII. 

2  They  broke  the  cov'n3nt  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  laws  deiplfei 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pow'r  before  their  eves. 

3  They  few  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light, 

From,  his  avenging  hand  ; 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  h»  might 
Spread  o'er  the  ftubborn  land  ! 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fea. 

And  march'd  in  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  their  way,     ■ 
'Till  ik-ey  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  fh'ade  and  light  ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  ihekYmg  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirft  fupply'd  j- 

The  gufhing  waters  fell, 
And  ran-  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
A  conftant  miracle. 

7  Yet  tbey  provok'd  the  Lord  mod  high, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  hand  : 
«c  Can  he  with  bread  our  hoft  fupply 
"  Amidft  thi<  defart  tend  ?" 

8  The  Lord  tvith  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  ; 
Hi*  terrors  ever  fhnd  prepared 
To  vindicate  hi?  mime. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     $d Par:.  Common  Metre- 
The  funijhment  of  luxury  and  intemperance  :   or} 
chajtifement  and  falvation. 

x."f  T|FdEN  Ijr'el  (ins, the  Lord  reproves, 
VV    An^  fills  their  hearts  with  dread  j 


PSALM     LXXVIII.  165 

Yet  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves, 
And  fends  them  heav'nl.y  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  JibVal  hand. 

And  made  his  treasures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provin>n  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  fhoW'r, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  corn  cS  heav'n,  fa  light,  fa  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angel*'  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murm 'ring  language  laid, 

u  Marma  is  all  our  fctft  : 
«  We  loathe  this  ]i^ht,thi«  airy  bread  ; 
«  We  muft  hare  flefh  totafte." 

5  «*  Ye  (hall  have  fieih  topleafe  yourluft,"' 

The  Lord  in  wrath  reply'd  j 
And  fent  them  quails,  like  fand  or  duft, 
Keap'd  up  from  fide  to  fide* 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  defire  ; 

And  greedy  is  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  fire, 
And  Cm<$t$  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  feme  were  flain,  the  reft  returned'* 

And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  j 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'dj 
But  fbon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Oft  he  chaftit'd,  and  ftiil  forgave, 

'Til)  by  hi*  gracious  band. 
The  nation  he  refojv'd  to  lave, 
Pi;iTcrVd  the  promU'd  land. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     Long  Metre. 
Mackjliding  and  forgi-vsnefs  ;  or,  fin,  pmijked,    and 
jaints  fgwedi 


166  PSALM    LXXX. 

1  g~^*{  RE  AT  Goo,  how  oft  did  l[rael  prove 
\JT  By  tuvifr  thine  anger  a»d  thy  love  ! 
Therein  ft  gUfs  cur  hearts  may  fee 

How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot 
The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought  I 
Then  they  prevoke  him  to  hi*  face, 
Nar  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  truft  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  confum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
__  And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 

A  tedious  march*  through  unknown  ways, 
Wore  cut  their  ftrengtfr,ami  fpent  their  days* 

4  Oft  when  they  fa*?  thci*  brethren  fljin, 
They  moura'd  and  fought  the  Lord  again  : 
Ca.»i 'd  him  the  rock  of  their  abode, 
Tneir  high  Redeemer,  and  their  Go  J. 

5  Their  pray'rs  and  vows  before  him  rife 
As  flitt 'ring  word*,  or  folemn  lies, 
Wnile  their,  re  belliou*  tempers  prove- 
Rtlfc  to  his  cov'oant  and  his  icve. 

6  Yet  oid  his  fovVeigng-aee  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deforv'd  to  live  ; 
His  anger  of: away  he  turn'd, 

Or  e3fe  with  gelide  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  flWh  wa3  weak  and  frail, 
Hi  hw  temptations  frill  prevail  j 
The  Godcf^W/wzlov'd  ths-m  ftill,. 
And  ied  them  to  his  ho'y  hid. 

Psalm     LXXX.     Long  Metre. 
The  Church's  prayer  under  affiidion  :  or,  ike  vine- 
yard of  God  wafted. 
X   /7%'REAT  Shepherd  ot  thine  Ifrae!, 
\Jf  Who  didft  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 


*     PSALM    LXXX.  167 

And  Jed  the  tribes,  thy  chofcn  fhecp, 
S*k  through  the  dfi  fart  and  the  deep. 
Thy.  church  is  in  tht  defart  now, 
Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  it  through  5 
Turn  us  to  thee>  thy  love  reftcre, 
We  ihali  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 
Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  hofis  obey, 
How  long  (hail  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kirxi  return*? 
How  long  fhali  thy  fierce  anger  bura  ? 
Infteadof  wineand  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore* 
We  mail  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 


PAUSE     I. 


5  Hafl  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  Heathen  lands  r* 
Did  not  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round, 
And  hcav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

6  How  did  th^  fpreading  branches  moot, 
And  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit  ! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  it*  beauty- thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  fences  wafie  ? 
Strangers  and  ices  a^ainft  her  join, 
And  e*'ry  bead  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  Gcd,  return  ; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy-love  reitore, 

We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  Ciga  no  more.  ] 

PAUSE      II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Cancan  grew5 


168  PSALM     LXXXI. 

Thou  waft  its  ftrengib   and  glory  too  ; 
Atuck'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 
'Til!  the  fair  Branch  of  protnife  rofe. 
_io  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  (hoot 
From  David'a  fiock,  from  Jacob's  root  ; 
Hirnfeif  a  noble  Vme,  and  we 
The  leficr  branches  of  the  Tree. 

1 1  'Tis  thy  own  Son,  and  he  fhill  fhnd 
Girt  with  thy  ilrength  it  thy  ri^ht  hand  5 
Thy  firft-boia  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  pow'r  and  grace  above  the  reft. 

1 2  O  !  for  bis  foke  attend  our  cry. 
Shine  on  thy   churches  left  they  die  5 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  flull  be  fav'd  anil  figh  no  more. 

Psalm     LXXXI.     Short  Metre. 

*Ihe  (warning:  c/God  to  his  people  :  ert  fp: ritual 

blcjing!  and  pMijhments* 

1  QiNGto  the  Lord  aloud, 
v3     And  make  a  joyful -noiffi  ; 

Gou  is  our  ftrength,  car  Stviour  God ; 
Ler  IjYel  hear  bis  voice, 

2  "  trom  vile  idolatry, 

••  Prefervc  my  worfhip  clem  5 
<c  I  am  the  £,ord  who.  fel  thee  free 
lf  From  (lav'ry  and  from  mi. 

3  «  Stretch  thy  de&res  ibrqAd, 

ct  And  1*11  fupnly  them  well ; 
"  But  if  ye  wit!  retufe  your  God, 
«  It  Ifrael  wiU  rebel : 

4  "  I'll  leave  them,  raith  the  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  lull  a  p»ey, 
M  And  let  them  run  the  dan&'rous  road, 


PSALM    LXXXII,  LXXXIII.  i69 

^  '  Pis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  "  Yet,  O  !  that  all  my  faints 

u  Would  hearken  to  my  voice; 
u  Soon  I.  would  eafe  their  fore  complaints, 
"  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

6  u  While  I  deftroVd  their  foes, 

"  I'd  richly  iad  my  flock, 
11  And  they  fhould   tafte  the  ftream  which 
*■  From  their 'eternal  Rock."  [flows 

Psalm     LXXXII.     Long  Metre. 
God  the  jupr erne  Governor  :  cr,  magift 'rates  warned. 
i      A   MQNG  th*  afTemhues  or  the  great 
XjL  A  greater  Ruler  takes  hi*  feat  ; 
The  Gsd  of  heav'n,  as  Judge,  ibrveys 
Thofe  gods  os  ea^th*  and  all  their  ways. 
2.  Why  will  ye  thea  frame  wicked  laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport'th''  unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  you  oace  defend  the  poor* 
That  finaers  vex  the  faints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nervwtU  they  know  ; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  names  of  earthly  gods  are  vain> 

For  ihg|  (ball  fall  and  die  like  men, 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Poffefs  this  ur.iverfal  throne, 

And  rule  ihe  nations  with  his  rod  ; 
He  is  our  Jud*e.  and  he  cur  God. 
Psalm     LXXXIII,     Short  Metre. 
A  complaint  againft  perfecutors. 
I      J\   ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
j£~\_  Perpetual,  file  nee  keep  ? 
Trie  God  of  juftice  hold  his  peace, 
P 


i?o  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

And  let  his  vengeance  fleep  ? 

2  Behold  what  ciirfed  fri^res 

The  tilth  of  mifchief  fpread  ! 

The  men  who  hate  thy  Taints,  afld  the?, 

Lift  up  their  threai'ning  head. 

3  A  gain  ft  thy  hi&feh  ores 

Tljeir  counfeis  thej  ernp'ovy  ■ 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  rjtj 
Purfues  them  to  deiiroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  b&fc 

Into  thy  pafhires  feap  ; 
The  lion  and  the  ftupid  afs 
Confpire  to  vex  thy  {heep. 

5  «  Come,  let  us  join,"  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
«  Tit!  nst  the  n?me  of  faints  remain, 
u  Nor  mem'ry  ffnifi  be  found." 

6  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  cail  thy  wrath  to  mind ; 
Giye  them  like  forefts  to  the  fire, 

Or  ftubbleto  the  wind. 
►;  7  Convince  their  madnefs,  Lord, 

A  iid  make  them  feek  thy  name  : 
jOr  elf?  their  ftubborn  rage  confound, 

That  they  may  dieinfhame. 
8  Then  fhall  the  nations  know 

That  glorious,  dreadful  word, 
3  2HOVAK  ! — is  thy  name  alone,  • 

And  thou  the  fovVehzn  Lord. 
?s  a lm(  LXXXIV.     ififdru    Long  Metre, 

Ths  pleafure  cf  public  worjhip. 
I   TJOW"  plealcun,  how  divinely  fair, 
XjL  O  Lord  cf  holts,  thy  dwellings  are  .' 


PSALM    LXXXIV.  171 

With  long- ^cUre'rnyfphrit  faints 
To  Kisetdy  ailembUes  ot  thy  hints, 

2  My  flefh  would  reflin  fchi»e  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  *or  God  5 
My  God,  my  King^why  fiiousd  i  bs 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  The  fparrow  chufes  %f,here  to  reft. 
And  for  her  young  provides  a  ntrft  1 
But  will  my  God  te  fpsrrovrs  grant 
That  ple*fure  which  his  children  want  I 

4  Bitii  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high* 
Around  thy  throne  o(  msjefty  j 
Thy  brightefl  glories  pimejabqve, 
And  all  their  woijjcU  praifc  and  tare. 

5  Bleftarexhe  fpiilf  who  find  a  placs 
Vritrm;  the  temple-  of  thy  grace; 
There  they  ben  old  thy  gentler  ray?. 
And  kek  thy  face,  find  iesrn  thy  praife. 

6  Bieftire  the  men  whofe  hear cs  are  let 
To  find  the  way  to  2£e« ''<  gate  ; 

God  ts  their  ilrength  j  and  &TOit£ti  the  roea 
Th  ey  1  ea  n  u  po  n  t  he  i  r  helper.  G  otl . 
.7  Cheerful  they  Walk  with  grossing  ltreng?hr 
'  Ti»i  all  ihall  meet  in  beay'a  at  iength  ; 
'Till  all  before  thy  foce  appear, 
AnJ  j  jin  in  nobler  worilv.p  ^hc<e. 
Psalm     LXXXIV.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Gsd  and  his  Church  :  or,  greet  and  glory. 
i/^j  RE  A  T  Got},  *Uei>d  while  Zw»  fingg 
\JT  The  joy  which  from  thypre^  nee  ionngs  ; 
Tu  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  d,;ys  of  mirth. 
■i  Might!  enjoy  the  mfptEtelt  plac$ 


>72  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

Within  thy  hpufe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  cf  cafe,  nor  thrones  vi  pow'r 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  fun,  he  makes  cur  day  : 
God  is  our  (hield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  afTauIts  of  hell  and  iin, 
From  foes  vvhhcut  and  foes  within. 

4  Alt  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  cravvri.  that  ©race  with  ^lory  too  ! 
He  gives  us  ail  things,  and  withholds 
Ho  redig&bcj  froia  upright  fouls. 

5  O  God,purKi«g,  whofe  fov 'reign  fvvr.y 
The  glorious  holts  of  heav'n  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  pttfence  flee, 

ITeft  is  the  man  whotrulh  in  thee. 
Psalm     LXXXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Paraphrased. 
Delight  in  ordinances  of  wprjbip  :  or,  Gcdprefeut 

his  Churches. 
i   1^  JTY  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
JLVJl   ^°  *hi"di  tby  God  re  fort*  I 
"Tis  iieav*p  to  ieehisimiiing  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
-.a  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  fkies 
His  favicg  pow'r  difpfays  \ 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  ray*«      \ 
%  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  Dove 
D^fcends  and  rui   rhe  place, 
While  C'xlft  reveals  his  wondVous  love, 
And  Jheds  abroad  his  grac^. 
4,  There, mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 
The  fecrcts  of  thy  will  -% 


fS'AXivf    LXXX'IV.  *%$ 

And  ftil!  we  feek  thy  mercies  there. 
And  fing  thy  praifes  ftill.. 


PAUSE, 


|   My  heart  and  fleih  cry  out  for  thee. 
While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  {hall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  r 

6  The  fparrow  builds  herielf  a  nefl. 

And  fufFers  no  retrieve  ; 
O  make  me,  like  the  fparrow,  bleftj  . 
Todwei!  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye. 

And  hearthy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  an  wh&le  eternity 
Employ 'd  in  carnal  joys. 
$  Lord,  at  thy  threfhold  I  would  wait'    , 
While  Jefus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  ftate, 
Or  live  in  tents  of  firj. 
9  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  land, 
And  the  more  boundlefs   fea, 
For  one  bled  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 
Psalm     LXXX1V.    Particular  Metre. 
Longing  fur  the  houje  of  God* 
I   1       GRD  or  the  worlds  above, 
JL/    How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  afpires, 
With  warm  dc fires, 
To  fee- my 'God. 
Pa: 


in  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

2  The  fparrow  for  her  young, 
With  p'eafure  freks  a  neft, 
And  wand'ring  (wallows  bng^ 
To  find  their  wonted  reft  : 

My  fpirit  faints, 

With  equal  zeal, 

To  rife  and  dwell 

Among  thy  faints. 
^  O  happy  fouls  who  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear ) 
O  happy  men  who  pay 
Their  co nftantfervice  there  I 

They  praife  thee  ftiil  j 

And  haopy  they 

Who  love  the  way 

To  Ziori%  hill. 
4.  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength, 
Through.this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
"Till  each  arrives  at  length  j 
'Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 

0  glorious  feat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet! 

PAUS.JS. 

5  To  fpend  one  facred  day 
Where  God  and  faints  abide, 
Afford*  diviner  joy 
Than  thonfand  days  befide  ; 
Where  God  refotts, 

1  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door, 
Than  Ihinc  in  courts. 


PSALM    LXXXT,  %n 

6  God  is  our  fun  aad  fhield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence; 
With  gift*,  his  hands  are  filFd, 
We  draw  our  bleffings  thence1. 

He  fhail  beitow 
On  JatoVs  race, 
Peculiar   grace, 
And  glory  too'. 

7  The  Lord  his  people  loves  : 
His  hand  no  geod  withholds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  fcuis  \ 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  holts, 
Whofe  fpirit  trufts 
Alone  in  thee. 
Psalm     LXXXV.     i ft  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Waiting  far  an   anfwer  to  prayer  :■  or,  deliverance 

begun  and  completed, 
I T    ORDj  thou  haft  c^U'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
§  ^  Thou  hart  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  ; 
So  God  forgave  when  Ifrel  fiatVd, 
And  brought  his  wand'ring  captives  home. 

2  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  make  thy  fierceft  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thes, 
And  thy  falvationbe  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  th^e  rejoice  ; 
Maka  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  5 
"We  wait  for  praife  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  whit  God  mil  fay; 
He'ii  fpeak,  and  gi?e%is  people  peace ; 


1 76        PSALM     LXXXV,  LXXXVI. 
But  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 
Left  his  returning  wrath  increa'fe. 
Psalm     LXXXV.     z/Part.    Long  Metre. 
Salvation    by  Chrift* 

1  QALVATION  is  forever  nigh  1 

O  The  fouls  who  fear  and  truft  theLord'; 
And  grace  defcending  from  on  high, 
•    Frefh  hopes  of  glory  fhall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  trutb  on  earth  are  met, 
SmceCbri/i  theLord  came  down  from  heav'n: 
By  his  obedience  fo  complete, 

Jufticc  is  pleas 'd,  and  peace  is  giv'n. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  fhall  aboundr 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heav'nly  influence  blefs  the  ground^ 
In  cur  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteoufaefs  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  accef*  to  God  : 

Our  wand'ring  feet  fhall  ftray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  fteps  and  keep  the  ro^d. 

Psalm     LXXXVI.     Common  Metre, 
A  general  fang  of  fraife  to  God. 
i     A   MONGthe  princes,  eat thly  gods, 
jfj„  There's  none  hath  pow'r  divine  j 
Nor  i   their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  ate  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  them  haft  made,  fln!l  bring 

Their  eff'rings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doll  wond'rous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  v  ith  holy  feet ; 

Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  ways, 
And  my  poor  fcatt#d  thoughts  unite 


.PSALM    LXXXVII,  LXXXIX.        177 
In  God  my  Father's  praife. 
4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 
Shall  thofe  fwect  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thv  grace  my  linking  foul 
Rofe  from,  the  deeps  of  hell. 
Psalm     LXXXV1I.     Long  Metre. 
^The  Church  the  birth-place  cf  the  faints  :  or,  Jews 

and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Chrijiian  Church. 
i   jf~~*°%  OD  in  ms  earthly  ternuic  lays 

\J£  Foundations  for  hi*  heavenly  praife  ; 
Re  likes  the  tents  ©f  Jacob  'well, 
Bat  ill  11  in  Zion  lote*  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  viiits  ^v'ry  houfe 

Vv  hich  pay|  its  night  and  rnornin*  vows ; 

hdz  makes  3  more  delightful  tray 

W  here  churches  meet  to  nraife  and  pray, 

3  What  glories  were  defcrio'd  of  old  1 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  tola  1 
Thou  city  &f  cur  God  below, 

Thy  fame  (hail  Tyrs  «nd  Egypt  know, 

4  Egypt  mi  ^>t/,  asd  Gmi  and  J^w, 
Shuil  th^re  begin  their  lives  anew  : 
A$g ;;i  s  and  men  (hall  join  to  iing     . 
jT-hc  hi!)  where  living  waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  make?  up  hb  laft  account 
Ot  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  bt  an  honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourifh'd  there. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     \ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
The  covenant  made  <vcith  Chrift :  or,  the  true  David. 
I   T7<GR.  ever  lhali  my  Jong  record 

J/     The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

Mercy  and  truth  roarer  (land 


1/3  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

Likeheav'u,  ehVoIifbAi  by  his  haw*. 
I  Thus  to  his  boa  he  isvare,  and  faid, 
1  With  thee  my  cov'nani  firi't  is  made : 
1  In  thf;c  fhail  dying  firmer?  live, 
4  (jlorj  and  gr^ct  are  thine  to  give. 
»  B2  oiou  my  Pf-ipbet,  thoij  my  Prieft  j 

•  Thy  ch\  cren  fhaii  be  ever  ble'ft ; 

•  Thou  ;:*  my  chofen  King, thy  throne 
i  Slu!l  &snd  ettrnal^  like  my  own; 

•  Trie;  ':-  no  -  bf  all  my  ions  above, 
1  So  much  iny  kna£e  or  my  love  i 
■  Csk  ilial  pc'v'r-i  thy  iubj  -els  are-; 
4  Tiisn  ,. h.it  can  tanh -to  f-hee  compare  I 

i  vant,  whom  I  chefe 
.  n>i  frock*  to  crviih  my  ioe?^ 
;  A.  '     .  V  bi  n  to  the  Jewiih  throne, 
<  Wis  but  a  /h  *dow  af  mj  Sun." 
6  Now  let  »he  church  rejoice  and  fing 
Jesus  h.;r  Smour  an<i  hei  K'ng  j 
Atigpte  hi/6  heav'n.ly  wonder,  (how, 
And  faints  rteclarehis  work-?  below. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     \ft  I' art.  Common  Metre. 

*-7 he  f&ithfuhnfs  of  Gcd* 
I    T|  ^"Y  never-eeaftng  bugs  Jhal! {how 
j[ V JL   The  mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  fucceeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  \b  his  word. 
3  The  fdcred  truths  his  lips  pronounce^ 
Shall  firm  as  heav  n  endure; 
Ami  if  he  fpeak  a  prornife  once, 
Tn'  eternal  grace  is  fure. 
£  How  Ung  the  race  of  David  hc)& 
The  promis'd  J#illi  throne  ! 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  ij£ 

Bat  there's  a  nobler  cov'nant  feal'd  , 
To  David' a  greater  Son. 

4  His  feed  for  ever  ihal!  poflefs 

A  throne  above  the  Ikies  j 
The  meaneft  fubjefl  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  thit  glory  rife. 

5  Lord  God  sf  hofts,  thy  wond'rous  ways 

Are  fung  by  faints  above  j 
And  faints  on  earth  their  honours  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  love\ 
Psalm     LXX£IX.     zd  Part.    Com.  Metre* 
Ihi  power  and  m&jejiy  of  Cod  :    or>  renjtreniial 
werjbip. 

1  "\W  7TTH  ret  rence  let  the  faints  appear, 

VV     And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  commands  with  rer'rence  hear, 
And  tremble  tt  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

How  bright  thy  beauties  fhine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies  ? 
Or  trutfe  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  northern  pole,  and  fouthern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  day,  frem  eafl  to  weft 
Move  round  a*  thy  command. 

4  Thy  word  the  raging  winds  controul, 

And  rule  the  boift'rous  deep  : 
Thou  rnak'ft  the  ileeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  fleep. 

5  Heav'ri,  earth,  and  air,  and  fea  are  thine3 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell ; 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  mine, 
When  Egypt  duj^l  rebel. 


a8o  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

6  Juftice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  gtface  : 
While  truth  and  mercy  joiu'd  in  one, 
Invite  us  nasi  thy  her. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     $d Part.  Common  Metre. 
A  bhjjed  gcjpel. 

1  TTJLEST  ars  th«  fouis  who  hear  and  know 
J*)  Th*gofper&joyfuUound  j 
Peace  (hull  attend  the  paths  they  go, 

And  light  their  fteps  furround. 

2  Their  joy  fhallbaarthtirfpiritsiip, 

Through  tljeir  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righte£!\racfs  exalt*  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lordj  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  *>nd  felvation  gives  : 
ljre\  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  Gfcd  for  ever  "lives. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.   %th  Part.  Common  Metre. 
ChriJTs    mediatorial  kingdom :    or,  bis   divine   and 
human  nature. 

1  YJTEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid, 
j^i,  Aad  made  his  mercy  known  : 
•w  Sinners,  behold  your  help  it  laid 

««  On  my  almighty  Son." 

2  Behold  the  Man  my  wifdom  chofe 

Among  yo«r  mortal  race ; 
Hit  head  my  holy  oil  o'erfiows, 

l  faa  rplrit  e»f  my  grace. 
%  Hi^h  tfnilfa?  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  King  ; 
My  inn  (hall  beat  his  rivals  down, 

And  (till  new  fubicdh  bring. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.  181 

4  My  truth  fha!l  guard  him  in  his  way, 

With  mercy  by  his  fide, 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  Tea 
He  fhall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

He  fhall  for  ever  own, 
Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  flrft-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 

At  my  right  han^  {ball  fit ; 
Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
And  raonarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  My  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  faft, 

My  promifes  are  ftroag  ; 
Firm  as  the  heav'ns  his  throne  fhall  Iaft, 
His  feed  endure  as  long. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     $th  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
^The  covenant  of  grace  unchangeable:  or,  affliction 
without  rejection. 

1  ^f  ET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 

X     The  children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abufe  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down  : 

2  Their,  fins. I'll  vrfit  v-ith  the  rod, 

And  make  their  folly  fmart ; 
But  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  covenant  I  'will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  %t&c&  in  mind ; 
And  what  etern^f  idv€  hath  fpoke, 
Eternal  truth  (hall  bind.    , 
4 -Once  haY*-i  fvv.>rn  (I  need  no  more) 
And  pled^'d^rr?^  ho\in?f>, 


i 82  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

To  feal  the  facred  promifc  lure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

5  The  fun  mail  fee  his  offspring  rife,    - 

And  fpread  from  fea  t©  fea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  fkies, 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon,  which  rules  the  night, 

His  kingdom  (hall  endure, 
'Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  (had*  and  light 
Shall  he  obferv'd  no  m<ue. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Mortality  and  hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 

1  T"J  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  ftate, 
J^  How  frail  our  life,  how  fhort  the  date 
Where  is  the  man  who  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  difeafe,  fecure  from  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flem  and  fenfe  repine  and  cry, 

<c  Muft  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign, 
"  Or  haft  thou  made  mankind  \n  vain  ? 

3  "  Where  is  thy  pro'mife  to  the  juit  ? 

"  Are  not  thy  fervants  turn'd  to'duft  IV 
But  faith  forbids  thefc  mournful  fighs, 
And  fees  the  fleecing  duft  arife.. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  fain:s  a^ay, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  ; 
Awake,  our  fouls,-  and  b!efs  the  Lcrd. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     Particular.  .Metre. 

Life,  death,  and  the  rejurretfhn. 
i   ryiHiNK,  ought)  G^d^pti  feeble  man, 
J[   How  few  his  hours,  how  fhort  his  fpan. 


PSALM    XC.  183 

Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  ; 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death, 

With  (kiil-to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  five  ? 

2  Lord,  (hall  it  be  for  ever  (aid, 

44  The  race  o£man_was  only  made 

"  For  ficknefs,  ferrew,  and  the  duft  ?" 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turc'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  where'?  thy  kindnefs  to  the ju fir 

3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son 
And  all  his  feed,  an  heav'nly  crown  ? 

But  fleih  and  fenfe  indulge  defpaff  : 
For  ever  bkjted  be'the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  refurre&ion  there. 
4.  For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward, 

For  all -their  ton,  reproach  arid  pain  ; 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  worid'rous  love, 
And  each  repeat  a  kud  Amen.  * 

Psalm     XC.   -Long  Metre. 
Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 
A  mournful  fong^at  a  funeral. 

1  rpHROUGH  ev'ry  age,  eternal  Cod, 

j|_     Thou  art  our  reft,  our  fife  abode  : 
High,  was  thy  throne  ere  heav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footfloo?,  laid. 

2  Long  hadft  thou  reigr/d  ere  time  began. 
Or  duft  was  fafhion'd  to  a  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  (hall  endure* 
When  earth  and  time  (hall  be  no  mora. . 


r84  PSALM    XC. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  gui!t  and  van  it).-  : 

Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  w«*s  jufl — 
«  Return,  ye  linnets,  toydtar  duftJJ 

4  [Athoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 
Like  yeflerday's  departed  light, 

Or  the  lafl  watch  of  ending  nl^ht.] 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  like  an  ow-flowing  ftream, 
Sveeps  us  away;  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flow'r, 
Cutdown  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

6  [Our  age  to  fevemy  years  is  fet : 

How  fnort  the  term  !  how  frail  the  Hate ! 

And  it  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  ugh  and  groan,  than  live. 

7  But  O  how  oft  thy  wrath  appear  s, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  y  eats  ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  : 
We  fear  the  pow'r  which  ftrik.es  us  dead.] 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  cf  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 
Psalm     XC.     \fi  Fart.     Common  Metre. 

Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 
i   i^VUR  God,  our  help,  in  agts  paft, 
\^J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  fhelter  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 
2  Under  the  fliadow  cf  thy  throne 
Thy  faints  have  dwelt  f.cure, 


PSALM    XC.  1*5 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everiafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame* 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  fleih  io  du,&, 

"  Return,  ye  fons  of  men  j" 
All  nations  rofe  from  earsh  at  Ssft', 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  light 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  ; 
-Short  as  the  watch  which  ends  the  night  : 
Before  the  rifmg  fun. 

6  [The  bufy  tribtis  or  flrfh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cans, 
Are  carry'd  downwards  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  foU'wing  yea)  s. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-roiling  ftrtam, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  ; 

They  rly,  forgotten  as  a  dream 

Dks  at  the  op'ning  day. 

8  Like  flowVy  fields  the  nations  ftand, 

Pleps'd  with  the  morning  light  : 
The  fiow'rs  beneath  the  mower's  hand, 
Lie  with'ring  ere  'tis  night.] 

9  Our  God,  eur  help  in  ages  paft, 

Oar  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubl-.s  !a&, 

And  our  e^rnal  home. 
Psalm     XC.     zd  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Infirmities  and  mortality  the  effect  of  Jin  :  Gr,life,  eld- 

■     age,  and  preparation  for  dcath\ 


1*6  PSALM    XC. 

1  "       ORD,  if thine  eyes  furvey  our  fault?, 
1   J  And  juftice  grow  fevere, 

Toy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  rums  pur  frame  to  dull  \ 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam  with  ai!  his  fors  have  loft 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  am u foment  flies, 

A  Fable  or  a  fong  ; 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 

Tovhreefcore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  rnort  account 
Is  furrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals   with  laborious  ftrife, 

Bear  up  the  cf«zy  load, 
And  6ii{{  thqfe  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tirefome  road.] 

6  Almighty  God  !  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
O  let  our  fweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 
j  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heav'iily  art 
T'  improve  the  hcu*s  we  have, 
That  we  may  ad  the  wiferpart, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
Psalm     XC.     zd  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Breathing  after  hea-ven. 

R-;,  OGod  of  love,  return  j 
refome  place  ; 
IV  lung  ill ^ i I  V/Sj  thy  children,  mourn 


P  S  A  L  M   xc,  mj 

Our  abfence  from  thy  face  ? 
Let  heav'n  fucceed  o\x<  painful  years, 

Let  fin  and  forrow  ieafs  ; 
And  in  proportion  to  our  t.i.rs, 

So  make  ourj   }S  'ncrcafe. 
Thy  -.venders  re  thy  frryanrs  fhow, 

Makelhy  own  work  co^pLts  ; 
Then  I'hall  cur  fouls  thy  glory  know, 

And  own  thy  love  w/s  gre*& 
Then  (hall  we  (bine  berore  thy  throne 

In  a!;  thy  beauty.  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  ierv.ee  we  have  done, 

Meet  a  divine  reward 
Psalm     XC,     Short  PvJetre. 
The  frailty  and  jhortnef  of  life. 

1  IT    OkD,  what  amebic  piece 
\^j    is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 

Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

Which  fcarce  defer  ves  the  name. 

2  Alas,  'twas  brittle  clay 

Which  built  our  body  firft  ; 
And  ev'ry  month,  and  evVy  day 
*T  is  mould'ring  back  to  dufl» 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  ftay  ; 
Ju&  like  a  flood  cur  haiiy  days 
Are  fweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  mutt  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  rn  fight  ; 
We'll  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way,  s 
And  let  them  (pscd  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempeftuous  fea  : 


H 


SS  PSALM    XCI. 

S©on  we  (hali  reach  the  peaceful  more 
Ofblelt  eternity. 
Psalm     XCI      Long  Metre. 
Safety  in  public  difeafes  and  dangers. 
~ K  who  hath  made  hi*  refuge,  God, 
Shall  find  a  moft  kcure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade, 
And  thereat  night  mail  red:  his  head. 

2  Then  will  Hay,  *N  My  God,  thy  pow'r 
"  Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tow'r  : 

c?  I  who  am  fonri'd  of  feeble  duft, 

11  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trulL"' 

3  Thrice  happy  man,  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fbwier'c  fhare  \ 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  ihoufand  ways. 

4  Juft  as  an  hen  protects  her  brood 
(From  birds  of  prey  that  feek  their  blocd) 
Under  her  feathers,  (o  the  Lord 

Makes  his  Own  arm  his  peop-e's  guard. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  eonfpir<e 
To  dart  a  peftilential  fire, 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  an  healthful  ihade. 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
JJr'tl  isfafe  :  the  pcifon'd  air 

■  Grows  pure  if  If  r% el's  God  be  there. 

PAUSE. 

7  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide, 
At  thy  right  hind  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves, 
Among  the  dead,  amjdft  the,  gravss.  . 


PSALM.    XCI.  i$$ 

8  So  when  he  feat  his  angel  down 

To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  Hew  their  Tons,  his,  careful  eye 
Pafe'd  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  "But  ir.  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fwcrd 
Receive  com  minion  from  the  Lord, 
T&  ftrike  his  faints  among  the  reir, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  Weft. 

io  The  fword,  the  p'eftilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  beft  defire  *, 
From  frns  and  forrows  fet  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 
Psalm     XCI.     Common  Metre. 
Proteclion  from  death ,    guard  of  angels,    ^victory- 
and  deliverance. 

1  "\T^  fons  of  men,  a  feeble-  race, 

j[       Expos'd  toev'ry  fnare, 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  truft  his  care. 

2  No  411  (hall  enter  where  ycu  dwell ; 

Or,  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  (weep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raife  his  faints  on  high. 

3  He-il  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  : 
To  watch  ycur  pillow  while  \cu  fleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  fhall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  dafh  againft  the  (lores  ; 

Are  they  not  fervsnts  at  his  call, 

And  fent  t?  attend  his  fons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  yefhail  tread, 

The  tempter's  wifcs  defeat  i 


i9o  PSALM    XCII. 

He  who  hath  broke  the  Serpent's  head 
Pats  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fci  their  love, 

"  Vil  lave  them  (faith  the  Lord) 
«  I'll  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above 
'•  Destruction  and  the  fword. 

7  "  My  grace  (hall  anfvver  when  they  call  ; 

*<  In  trouble  ril.be  nigh  j 
"  My  pow'r  fhill  help  them  when  they  fa!!, 
«  And  raife  them  when  they  die. 

8  "  Thofe  who  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 

"  VI]  honour  them  in  heay'n  : 
"  There  my  klvation  fliall  be  fhown, 

«  Ami  ebdiefc  life  be»iv\'i." 
Psalm     XCII.     \ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  for  the  Lord's  day. 
I  QWEET  is  the  work,  my  GodA  my  King, 
J*3  l'o  praife  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  ling, 
To  (hew  thy  love  by  morning  sight, 
And  ra!k  ofajl  thy  truth  at  night. 
7.  Sweet  is  the  day  of  f*cred  reft, 

No  mortal  care's  (hall  feize  my  breaft : 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  fqynd, 
Like  David's  harp  of  foleron  found, ! 

3  My  heart  {halt  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  Wei  his  works,  and  bid-  hi*  word  : 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  thty  Oiine  ! 
H  m  aeeP  %  etfurfe  di^!ie  ; 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fchi^h  ; 
Like  brutes  febey  live^Hke  brutes  ihey  die, 
Likegrais  tbevfiinirifh.  'u  '  fcy  breath 
B;.ut  them  in  everlaftisg  death. 

5  But  I  fh.;li  ihare  a  glorious  part, 


PSALM   XCII,  XCIII.  191 

When  grace  tiatn  've!'  rcfxn'd  my  hesrt, 
Andfreftifuj  j  jy  are  ihed, 

Like  ably  oil  to  ch<  sad. 

6  JS;n  (my  worft:  eitea&y  beffes  -} 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  5 

Mv  inward  foes  (hall  all  be  {lain, 

Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 
■7  Then  fhall  I  fee,  and  hear,  and  know 
-     Al!  I  defiVd  or  wifh'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  fweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  cf  joy. 

Psalm     XCIL     zd  Fart.    Long  Metre. 
Ihe  Church  is  the  garden  of  God. 

1  T    ORD  His  a  pieaiant  thmg  to  ffond 
JL/  In  gardens  planted  by  thine  band  j 
Let  rue  within  thy  courts  be  feen        *      - 
Like  a  young  ceciar,  frefh  and  green. 

2  There,  grow  thy  faints  in  -faith  andlove, 
Bleff  with  thine  influence  from  above; 
N ■-?  Lebanon  wtfe  all  its  trees 

Yields  fu  ch  a  comely  -fight  as  thefe.  ' 

3  The  plants  of  g*ace  {hall iever  live  : 
(Nature  dtrcaye,  bur  grace  lifuil  thrive  \) 
Tirnr,  '^hich  doth  ali  thmgs  elfe  impair, 
Still  'mikes  them  ftourifn  Itroog-and  fair. 

4 'Laden  with  ft%rifc  ei  a^e, ■ 'they. (hew 
The  Lord  k  hAyy  jtiK  znd  *rue  : 
None  who  attend  his  gate's  ffeall  find 
A  G -■■•.)  tinfaftitftn;  or  fr*$k$$j 

Psalm     XCIII.     Long  Metre. 
-    1  he  eternal  and  fo-vsreign  God. 
I    *jERQFAHu^  1  he  chwells  in  light; 
'  -'Girded  with  ra«kiiv  arid  might : 


192  PSALM    XCIII. 

The  world  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  l*s  firft  foundation  ftands. 

2  But  ere  this  fpacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  firft  foundations  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  flood, 
Thyfelf  the  eyer-iiving  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  rage  againft  the  fkies  ; 
Vain  floods  which  aim  their  rage  fo  high, 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  fhall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  pmmife  {lands  for  ever  fure  ; 
And  everlafting  holinefs 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

Psalm     XCIII.     iJIPart.    Particular  Metre. 

1  fTT^HE  Lord  Of  g'ory  reigns  -9  he  reigns 

J[  on  high, 

His  robes  of  flate  are  ftrength  and  majefty ; 
This  wide  creation  role  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'ftablilVd  by  his  hand  : 
Long  flood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is  th'  eternal  King  ;  thy  fees  in  vain 
R-ufetneir  rebellion  to' confound  thy  reign  ; 
In  vain  the  (forms,  in  vain  th^  floods  arife, 
And  1  oar,  and  tofe their  wavesagainft  the  fkies ; 

Foaming  at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  com- 
motion, 

But  heav'n's  high  arches  fcorn  the  fweiling 
ocean. 

3  Ye  tempefh,  r*ge  n  ?  more  ;  ye  floods,  be  (fill ; 
And  the  mad  world  obedient  to  hi-  wtR  : 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  Church  rnu.;  eve:  ftirrd, 


PSALM    XCIII.  ifS 

Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ttrong  his  hand  : 

See  his  ownfons,  when  they  appear  before 

him, 
Bow  at  his  footftoel,  and  with  fear  adore 
him. 
Pjalm     XCIII.    zd? art.     Particular  Metre, 

1  f  II  HE  Lord  Jth^van  rejgns, 

J^      And  royal  ftate  maintains  ; 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowfl'd  j 
Array'd  in  robe?  of  light. 
Begirt  with  fov'retgn  might, 

And  rays  of  m*j eft y  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  fecureiy  tianss, 

And  fkies  and  (brs  obey  thy  word  \ 
Thy  throne  was  ftVd.'on  high, 
Before  the  /tarry  (ky  : 

Eternal  is  thy  kingdom*  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite, 

The  furiy  nations  fight, 
And  dalh  like  waves  againft  the  fhors* 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  pow'rs  engage, 

Let  (welling  tides  aflault  the  {ky  : 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown, 
Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  : 
Thy  throne  for  ever  itands  on  high. 
•  5  "^nv  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  : 
,  There  fix'd  thy  church  (kail  ne'er  remove  $ 
R 


194  PSALM    XC1V. 

Thy  faints  witn  holy  tear, 
Shall  in  thy  couits  appear, 
And  fing«tKihe  everlaiHng  love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  ft  anza  if  neceffary. 
Psalm     XC1V.     \ft  Part.    Comn. on  Metre* 
Saint:  chaffed,  and  (inner s  deftroyed :  or,  injiruciievt 
afflictions. 

1  f~\GOD-  u>  Wi^m  revenge  belongs, 
\J    P:  ?»clat(n  thy  wrath  aluud  ; 

Let  (ov'reign  pow'r  reiirefsour  wrong*, 
Let  juitice  (mite  the  proud. 

2  They  fay,  *•  The  Lord  nor  Les  nor  hears  ;" 

When  will  the  fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'J  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  (hall  feel  his  poiv'r  j 
His  wrath  (bail  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain, 
In  fomefurprihng  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke, 

Thou  haft  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book 

Shall  make  them  know  their  Gcd. 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

And  to  his  duty  draw  : 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife, 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 
§  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  faints, 
Nor  his  own  promife  break  $ 
He  pardsns  his  inheritance, 
For  their  Redeemer's  fake. 
Psalm     XCIV.     2d  Part.     Common  Metre. 
God  ourfupport  and  comfort  :    or,  deliverance  from 
temptation  and  perfection. 


PSALM    XCV.  io£ 

*  \H  T^®  Wl^ arifs  ancJ  p!eac* my  r^t 

Y  V       A^ainft  my  numerous  foes  i 
Wniie  earth  and  heii  ihcir  force  unite, 
Mnd  all  my  hopes  oppofc  ? 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my- help*- 

Suftain'crmy  fainting  head, 
My  lite  had  now  in  file  nee  dwelt,  - 
My  (out  among  the  dead. 

3  li  khi,  my  Hiding  feet !"  I  cry'd, 

Thy  promife  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  £r3ce  itood-conftant  by  my  fide, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

4  When  multitudes  oi  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bofom  roil, 
Thy  boundiefs  i«ve  forgives  my  faults3 . 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  iniquity  may  rife, 

And  frame  pernicious  Laws  ; 
But  Qod  my  refuge  rules  the  fide?, 
He    will  defend  my  caufe. 


j  . 


Let  malice  vent  her  rage  &k>u 

L^tbold  biafphemerl  feoff  ; 
The  Lord  our    G  4  (ha  I  judge  the  proud3 

And  Cut  the  ffnners    ff 

Psalm     XCV,     Common  Metre. 
A  PJalm  before  prayer* 
OINGio  cat:  L :n    jj&n*  jvahi's  name, 
j^3    And  in  Ins  ftrpngth  rtj->ice ; 
When  hi-  f.ilvation  is  our  theme. 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 
Wiih  thank:  approach  his  awful  'fight, 

And  pfakns  of  honor  f»ng  ; 
The  Lofd's  a -Gwd  af  bciuidlefs  might,  3 


i96  PSALM    XCV. 

The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angeis  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  item, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 
When  once  compar'd  with' him. 

4  Earth  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  fpacious  hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep^ 
And  where  thehiiis  muft  ftand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 

0  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow'r 
B:  children  of  his  grace. 

6  Now  is  the  time  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  k»r  your  request  ; 
Come,  left  he  rcufe  his  wrath,  and  fwear 
.      *"  Ye  (hall  nut  l  e  m>  reit.** 

Fsalm     XCV.     Short  Metre, 
A  pjalm  before  fermoitm 

1  /^lOML,  u>u.«d  his  pr»iie  abroad^ 
\_j   And  hymns  of  glory  fir.g  j 

Jeh    Vah  is  the  fov'reign  God, 
The  univerfti  King. 

2  He  foria'd  ths  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  feas  their  bound  ; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  folid  ground. 

3  Come,  worfhip  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  works,  and  notour  own, 
Heform'd  us  by  his  word, 

4  Tft  day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  i 


^  0HW  xcv."  197 

Come  like  thepeople  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grsce, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  fiubborn  Jews, 
'  That  unbelieving  race  : 

6  The  Lord"  In  vengeance  dreff, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
"  You  who  defpis'd  .my  promi-Zd  reft, 
Shall  have  no  portion  tfeere  " 
Psalm     XCV.     Long  Metre. 

Canaan  loft  through  unbelief  ;   or,  a  warning  tj 
delaying  ftnners. 

i  /TOME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 
\^jl   A  facred  foiig  of  f jlemn  praife  ; 
God  is  a  fov'reign  King  \  rehearfe 
His  honors  in  exalted  verfe. . 

I  Come,  let  our  louhaddrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word 5 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  fheep, 
His  mercy  chofe,  his  pallures  keep. 

£  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey  1 
Nor  let  our  harden 'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins.and  plagues  which  IjVel  knew* 

f  Ifrely  who  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  j 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tird  the  patience  of  their  God, 

I  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  how  falfe  they  prove  I 
"  Forget  my  pow'r,  abufe  ray  love ; 
"  Since  they  defpife  my  reft,  I  fware 
"Their  feet  (hall  never  enter  there,'* 


*o8  .      PS.ALM    XCVI;. 

6  [Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
'And  view  thofe  ancient  rebeis  dead  j 
Attend  the  effigr'd  grace  lo-day, 
Norlofe  the  bieiftng  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  rijarch  to  Zion\  heav'ijly  gates ; 
Br'isve,  and  take  thepromis'd  reft  ; 
Obey,  and  b<-  for  ever  b'eft  ] 

Psalm     XCVI.     Com m on  Metre. 
Chi  ifcs  fir/}  andjecotid  coming* 

1  OiNGto  the  Lord,  ye  diftattt  lands, 
j^3   Ye  tribes  of  ev'rv  tongue  ; 

His  new  difcovcr\i  ^race  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  fong. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
Hh  pow'rthe  finking  world  iuftains5 
And  grace  furrouyds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

TV>y  through  the  earth  be  feen  $ 
Lef  cities  fhine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unufual  joy  furprife 

The  tflands  of  the  fea  ; 
Ye  mountains  fink,  ye  vallies  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Bfhold,  he  comes  he  comes  to  blefs 

Tbe  nations  as  their  God  j 
To  fh:w  the  world  hi<*  righteoufhefs, 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  wh«n  Ufa  voice  ihali  raife  the  dead: 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
Hoy?  will  Chj  guilty  nations  dread 


P  S  A  L  M    XCVX,  XCVII.  199 

To  fee  their  Judge  appear  ! 
Psalm     XCVI.  '  Particular  Metre. 
The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 
lv  X    ET  ail  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 
1  j    To  fmg  die  choiceft  pfalm  cf  praife  ; .. 

V&fi'iig  andbtefs  Jehovah's  same  i 
Hii  glory  let  the  Heathens  know,     . 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  (how, 
And  all  his  favmg  works  proclaim. 

2  The  Heathens  know  thy  glory.  Lord  § 
The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word  ; 

Among  us  is  Jehovah  known  ;  . 
Our  worlliip  {hall  no.  more  be  paid 
To  Gods  which  mortal  hands  haye  made  5 : 

Our  Maker  is  cur  God  alone. . 

3  Hefram'd  ths^lobe,  he  buili  tru {ky9 
He  made  the  {hining  w<»rlds  on  hi'y.h, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory -there  s 
His  beams  are  maj^fty  and  ligj-.t  : 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright ! 
His  temple,  how  divinely  fair  ! 
4,  Come,  the  great  day,  ^he  glorious  hour,, 
When  earth  tliali  feel  his  feving  pow'r, 

And fjatb'r-bos  nations  fear  his  name  ;  . 
Then '(hall  the  race  of  menconfefs 
The  beauty  of  hkholme/s, 

And  in  his  courts  h?$  grace  proclaim, . 
Psalm     XCVII.      \ft  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Chrift  reigning  in  heaven,  and  coming  to. judgment*    . 
I         I'll,  reigns,  the- Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns? 
i'  J^  Praife,  him  ui  evangelic  (trains  ; 
Let  the  whole  'earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
Acid  diftant  iflands  jgi  a  their  voice.  .  "•        i 


200  PSALM    XCVII. 

2  Deep  are  his  counfels,  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  fupporthis  throne  : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  furround, 
Juftice  is  thcit  eternal  ground. 

3  lu  robes  of  judgment,  \o  !    he  comfj, 
Shakes  the  wide  earih,and  c^-ives  the  tombs  5  - 
Bsfors  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

Tns  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 

4  HU  enemies  with  foredifmay, 

Fly  from  the  light,  and  Aran  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  y.ur  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  ling,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 
Psalm     XCVII.     2  J  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'j  incarnation. 

1  rT^HE  cordis  <    a. cjtneheav'ns  proclaim 

J^    His  birth  •,  the  nations  learn  his  name  j 
An  unknown  ftar  direcfb  the  road 
Or  eafrern  fa^es  to  their  Gqd. 

2  All  ye  height  asmies  of  the  ikies, 
Go,  worihip  where  the  Saviour  lies  ; 
An/elsand  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofc  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  toieer  to  the  ground, 

And  thtir  own  worftuspexs  confound  : 

But  Judab  ih'ut,  but  Zion  Ting, 

And e?s?th conftC  !  er  G-.v'rei - r>  K'ng. 

Psalm     XCV  [I.     3^  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Grace  and  glory* 
I  /  J  HIT  rtlmignty  r*-'*;is,  exalted  high, 
_£     O'er  ali  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fky  : 

Tv    .sgh  ctetiijs  and  darknefc  veil  hit  feet, 

H*s  dwelling  i    the  tmircy  feat. 
%'-  Oye  who  i^ve  his  hjiy  nam?3 


PSALM    XCVIL  2-01 

Hate  ev'r?  work  of  fin  afcd  fhame  ; 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  fnares  of  hell  de>  ids- 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown  ; 
Th  >fe  glorious  feed*  (haii  fprlng  and  rife2 
Ai^d  the  bright  barveft  blefe  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  ana  record 
The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 

N-  -ne  but  the  fouls  who  fee'  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  hi?  Bolmefs, 

Psalm     XCVIT.     Common  Metre. '" 
Qhrift'j  incarnation,  and  t be  I  aji  judgment*  . 

1  \jT^  'flai^  or  the  northern  lea, 

J[       Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Hjs  word  like  fire  prepares  his  v.ay, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plairre. 

2  His  pretence  finks  the  prouder!  hills, 

And  makes  the  vallie.«  rife  ; 
The  humble  foa!  enjoy*  his  (miles, 
The  haughty  firmer  dies. 

3  Theheav'ns  his  rightful  pow'f  proclaim  5 

The  idol  gods  around, 
Fill  their  own  worfh.ippers  with  mame3 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  %i  hie  b'aik 

Made  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  fhali  he  cooie  to  judge  the  eartb3 
Ana  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  Hi*  foes  lhall  tremble  at  his  fight. 

And  hills  and  feas  retire  5 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight*. 
And  ieaye  tiu  *vorld  on  fire, 


202  PSALM    XCVIII. 

6  The  fee  is  of  joy  and  glory  (own, 
F  r  faints  in  darkw  f-  !'-re^ 
S  i ail  nfe  .-'id  Cjprihg  m  worlds  unknown, 

Psalm     XCVIII.     iftPart.     Co  mm  on  Metre." 

Praije  for  the  gofptl. 

i  r"|~Vj  bui  fc'tcnigi-it)  Mak*rv£rody 
N  iw  honour^  be  addrtft  . 
His  great  falvstisn  dunes  abroad,* 
And  makes  the  natii 

2  Hcfpake  the  word  to  Abrah  m  ive$y 

His  tfutb  fu'ii  s  ills  prace  ; 
The  Gcntiies  make  hi.^  name  their  truft, 
And  le^m  h;-  righte^ufnefs, 

3  Let  the  wfa  r.e  earth  his  love  proclaim 

With  aij  h-r  d  fP-ent  tongues  ; 
And  (pread  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  m  i  .  >\  and  fougs. 
Psalm     XCVUI.     2^ /W.  Common  Metre. 
r//,?  JVie.iLio'i  cc?mng  and  jiingdom. 

1  TOY  .0  che.fcrofld  .  lac  L  >rd  1    come  ; 
J)      Let  earth ^receive  her  King  ; 

Let  ev  ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  freav'h  and  nature  fing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  .  the  Ssviour  reigns  ; 

Let  men  their  fonvs  employ  : 
While   fields    and  floods,    rocks,  hills  and 
Pwepeat  the  founding  joy.  [plains 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  furrows  erow, 

Nor  thorns  imeft  the  ^rour.d  ■, 
He  comes  to  make  his  WeiRngs  flow 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  fruih  and  grace, 


PSALM    XCIX.  20  J 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteoumsfs, 
And  tenders  @f  hi*  love. 
Psalm     XCIX.     ij?  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Cbrift'/  kingdtm  and  Triajefty. 
I  r  §  1HE  God  Jihuvah  mgns, 
1       Let  all  the  nation*  fear  : 
Let  tinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
Ami  fai/jti  be  humble  there. 
%  Jefas  the  Saviour  reigns, 

.  Let  earth  adores  its  Lord  ; 

Bright  cherub*  his  attend&ms  ftand, 

S mil  to  fulfil  his  ward.     ' 

3  In  Zion  is  his  throne, 

Hi*  honours  are  divine  : 
His  church  fhali  make  his  wonders  known, 
For  there  his  giqries  ihine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 

How  terrible  his  praife! 
Juftice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 

x   In  a!'  his  works  of  grace. 
Psalm     XCIX.     zd  Part.     Short  Metre. 

An  holy  God  worjbipped  <witb  reverence. 
I  "IT*  XALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
jJL'jj    And  worihip  at  his  feet  5 
His  jeature  is  all  holineis, 

And  m^rcy  is  his  feat. 
%  When  Ifr'el  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  prieft, 
When  Mofes  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'dj 

He  gave  his  people  reft. 
3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins, 

Nor  would  deftroy  their  race  5 


204  PSALM    C. 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 

Whefrthey  abus'd  bis  grace. 
4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whale  ^r«ce  is  (toil  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holinei's, 

And  jealous  for  his  name. 
Psalm     C.     ifl  Part.     Long  Metre. 
A  plain  ^ranflation. 
Praife  to  our  Creator. 

1  *\/"E  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice 

\      Beiore  the  Lord  your  fov'reign  King, 
Ser. •■:  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 
Doth  life, and  breath, and  being  give; 
We  ar£  has  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  fheefji  which  on  his  paftur?s  live.  * 

3  Enter  hiar  gates  withfongs  of  joy, 
With  praties  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  p3y  your  thanks  and  honours  there, 

4  The  Lord  is  good  ;  thej^ord  is  kind  j 
Gnat  isnis  grace,  his  mercy  fure; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  (hall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Psalm     C.     z d Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  Paraphrafe. 
I  OING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  \ 
j[3    ket  ev'ry  land  his  name  adore  ; 
The  northern  ifles  mall  fend  the  noife 
Acrofs  the  ocean  to  the  fhore. 
%  Nations  attend  before  his  throne 
With  folemn  fear,  with  facred  joy  ; 


PSALM    CI.  205 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone : 
He  can  create,  and  he  deitroy. 

3  His  fov'reign  powV,  without  our  aid 
Made  us  or  clay  and  foTm'd  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wand'nng  ftleep  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

4  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  f  mis  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lafting  honours  mail  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  na.ne  ? 

5  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raife; 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
Sha!l  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

6  Wide  as  *he  world  is  thy  command, 
#Vaft  as  eternity  thy  We  ; 

Finn  ai's  a  rock  thy  truth  muft  frand, 
When  roiling  years  Hi-ail  ceafe  to  move. 
Psalm     CI.     Long  Metre, 
.  9 be  ma  gift-safe's  pfalm. 

1  "&  /f^RCY  a* id  judgment  are  my  fong, 
XV  JL  &®d  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong* 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 

'  f  o  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  fword, 

I'll  take  my  cout/eis  from  thy  word  ; 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  heav'niy  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wifdora  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  relide  ; 
No  wicked  thing  mall  dwell  with  me. 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealoufy. 

4  No  fons  of  flander,  rag<s  and  flrife, 

S 


206  PSALM    CT. 

Shall  be  companions  of  my  life; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride, 
Within  my  doors  iliati  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'li  fearch  the  land    at  d  raife  the  juft 
To  polls  of  honour,  wealth  and  truit  ; 
Tlu  men  who  work  thy  no!y  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'rites  ftill.  j 

6  In  vain  (hall  Tinners  hope  to  rife 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  ties  ; 
And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The/bold  offender  ftian't  be  fpar'd, 

7  The  impious  crew,  that  fac?Jou<>  band, 
Shall  hide  their  head?,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  all  who  break  the  public  reit, 
"Where  I  have  pow'r  mail  be  fwppreft. 

Psalm     CJ.     Common  Metre. 
A  pj ral?n  for  the  mafter  of  a  family.         • 

1  ^*\^  jSfiiceapd '"Qfera^e  iTwg, 
\KJF    And  pay  my  God  mv  vews  ; 
Thy  grace  andjuftice,  heav'nly  King, 

Teach  me  to  ruie  my  houfe. 

2  Now  to  my  tenr,  O  God  repair, 

And  make  thy  fervantwife  ; 
Pi)  fuiter  nothing  near  me  there, 
Which  mail  offend  thine  eye?. 

3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 

13"  falfehccJ  cr  by  force, 
The  fccnful  eye,  the  fland'reus  tongue, 
I'll  thrufl  them  from  my  doorf. 

4  Vi\  Peek  the  faithful  and  the  jutt, 

A  "id  will  their  help  enjoy  : 
Thefe  are  the  friends  whom  I  {hail  (rufr, 
The  fervarits  I'd  employ. 


PSALM    Oil.  2c? 

5  The  wretch  who  deals  in  fly.  deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  night  : 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate. 
And  bafiith  frooi  ray  light. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  ihiiH  my  houfe  be  ever  found' 

A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 
Psalm     Gil.     \fi  Part.     Common  Metre, 
A  prayer  of  the  afjlidcd. 

TE  AR  m<\  O  (Sod,  nor  aide  thy  -fac?, 


^1   Eucnfwer.  left  i  die; 
Hair  thou  net  bo;!t  r.  throne  of  grace,   • 
To  hear  when  mmers  cry'  ? 

2  My  02yr.  are  vveerd  iike  the  imoke 
,    DitlMying  in  the  air  ; 
M'itrcrioth  is  dry'Vi,  mv  heart  is  broke.. 

Ami  finking  in  defpair. 

3  My  ^?fits  flag,  like  wiihVin|  grafs    • 

Burnt  with  excefiive  best  j 
In  [cCitt  groans  my  rnin^tes  pals, 
Ami   I   forget  to   eat. 

4  As  on  ;ome  lonely  boikiin^'^  top, 

The  (Tnrow  CellS  h^r  moan, 
Far  from  trie  tents  of  joy  and  hope,  • 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. . 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wiliernef*, 

Where  beafts  of  midnight  howl  j  - 
There  the  fad  raven  .finds  her  place, 
And  there  the  fcreaming  owl. 

6  Dark  difcfml  thoughts  and  boding  fears, 

Dwell  in  rny  troubled  bream; 
While  fh?.rp. reproaches  wound  my. cars, 


• 


2oS  PSALM    CII. 

Nor  give  my  fpifit  reft. 
7   My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 
Ar.ii  tears  are  my  repal  ; 
My  daily  bread  like  afhes  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  tatie. 
S  Senfecan  zit  -rd  no  real  joy 

To  fouls  who  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lore,  'twas  thy  hand advane'd  mchi'gh  ; 
Tny  hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

9  My  locks  filce  withei'd  leaves  appe2r  ; 

Aiui  life's  declining  light 
G  ro  v     .  .   1 1  a  s  e v ' n j  n g  i  h  ad Ows  are, 
'I  hat  vanilh  into  night. 

10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 

Q  my  eternal  Goe  j 
Ag??  to  cane  ih  tii  know  thy  name,  ^ 

And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 
ji  Thou  wiltartfe  and  mew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  tW  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long-ex  priced  diy. 
12  Hi  hears  hi*  taint*,  he  knows  their  cryr 
And,  by  myiterious  way*, 
Redeems  the  pris'nersdoom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  t^tir  tongues  with  pra.fe. 
Psalm     CII.     id  Part*     Common  Metre. 
Prefer  heard,  and  Zion  rcjiored. 

1  "J*     El    Zion  \ii\d  ner  ions  rejoice  ^ 
jj^j   Behold  the  promised  hour; 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  pew'r. 

2  Her  dull  and  ruins  which  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  j 


P~S  A  L  M    CU.  209 

Thofe  ruins  fhalt  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  du«  (hall  rife. 
3  The  L  >rd  wjll  rails  yerufakm^ 
And  ftand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  thai  I  bow  before  his  nam?, 
And  kings  sttend  with  fear. 
4.  He  fits  a  Sov'reignon  his  throne, 
With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'rrrs' groaa, 
And  fees  their  fighs  arife. 

5  He  frees  the  fouls  condemr/d  to  death,  ■ 

And  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  (hm't  be  (did    «  that  praying  breath 
"  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain," 

6  This  fhall  be  known  when  we  are  dead,  , 
*  »  And  left  on  long  record, 

That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  tr.uft,  and  praife  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CII.     Long  Metre. 
Man' s  mortality  y  and  Q\\x\i€  s  eternity  :  or,  faints  die? 
but  Chrift  and  the  Church  live. 

1  TTis  ihe  Lord,  oar  Saviour's  hand, 

J[  Vv7eakens  our  ftrength  amid  ft  the  race  | 
Difeafc  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
Andmuft  thy  children  die  fo  foon  ? 

3  Yet  m  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  forrow  (hVil  afluage  ; 
<;  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 
^Chrifl  lst^*  Sms  through  evVy  age,5' 


2I.Q  PSALM    CIII. 

4  -'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heav'o  is  the  building  of  his  hand  •, 

This  earth  grows  old,  thtfe  heav'ns  (hall  (ad< 

And  r.»l  bechmg'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  fky, 
Like  garments  fha!i  be  laid  afide  ; 
But  lit"!!  thy  throne  ft  mds  firm  and  nigh; 
Thy  Church  for,  evermuft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  Church  (ball  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reiga  ; 
This  dying  world  {hall  they  furtive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm     CIII.     if  Part.     Long* Metre. 

Blefjtng  God  for  his  gcodnefs  to  foul  and  body. 

2    Trjr.JiSS,  O  my  foul,  die  living  God, 

JLJ  Call  home  thy  tho't*  which  rove  abroad  ; 

Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join 

In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 

2  Blefs  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  higheft  praife  ; 
Why  mould  the  wonders  he  has  wrought 
Be  loft  in  fjlenceand  forgot  ? 

3  *Tis  he,  my  foul,  who  fent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  done  ; 
1\2  own*  theranlom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heal?, 

'     And  cure&  the  pains  which  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  foul  irom  hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  lives  from  threatming  graveSo 

5  Our  youth  decay'd,  his  pow'r  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years : 
He.fatisfbs. our :  mouths  with  good, 


PSALM    GUI.  2H 

And  jSlU  our  hope*:  with  heav'nly  food. 

6  He  fees  th'  oppreffor,  and  th'  oppreli, 
And  often  give?  the  luff  rers  reft  > 
But  will  his  juftice  more  difplay 

In  the  laft  great  rewarding-day. 

7  [His  pow'r  he  fhewM  by  Msfe?  hands, 
And  gave  to  IJr V/.his  commands  ; 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  powrf,confefs, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  jjrace  ; 
The  Gentile  m\h  the  Jew  fh  *]<  join 
In  work  and  woffhip  fo  diyim  .} 

Psalm     CIIL     zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 
God'' s  gentle  c  haft  if  erne*;  t:  or ', tender mercy  to  his  people*. 

1  r  |  "SHE  Lord, how  worid'rous  are  rns  ways  \ 

How  firm  his*  truth,    h«w  large  his 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne,    [grace  H 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  fo  high  his  pow'rbath  fpread 
Theftarry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  iove  exceeds  our  praife, 
Exceeds  the,  higheft  hopes- we  raife. 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rifmg  morning  from  the  wed:, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  ot  thofe  he  loves. 

4  How  {lowly  doth  -his  wrath  arife  ! 
On  f*vifter  wings  fdvati.on  flies : 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  I 

5^  Amidit  his  wrath  companion  mines  5  , 
His  ftrokss  are  lighter  than  our  fins* , 


212  PSALM    cm. 

And  while  hU  rod  corrects  his"  faints, 
His  tar  induces  their  complaints. 

6  S ■:>  fathers  trunr  young  Tons  chattife,. 
With  gentle  hands  and  meitmg  eyes  ; 
The  children  we?p  beneath  the  fmart, 
And  move  the  Ditya'f  their  heart. 

PAU3E. 

7  The  mighty  God,  tiu  wife  and  Jtift, 

•  Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  titftt  ; 
And  will  no  heavy  Joads  impofe 
Beyond  theftrength  which  he  beftows. 

8  He  knows  how  foonour  nature  dies, 
Biailed  by  ev'ry  w  ind  that  flies  ; 
Like  grafs  we  fpring,  and  d»e  as  foon 
As  morning  fcw'fs  which  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  fine 

To  all  the  faints,  and  fhill  endure  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  (hall  reign, 
Nor  children's  Children  hop.-  in  vain. 
Psalm     Oil.      \fl  Part.  '  Short  M:tre. 

Praife  for  jpiritucd  ar.d  temporal  mercies.. 
i    /~\    'JJ^ESS  ta?  Lord,  my  soul, 

%^Jr    Let  all  within  m?  join, 
And  ail  my  tongue  to  biefs  his  name,  , 
Whofe,  favbufs  are  divine. 

2  O  bLfr  tne  Lord,  my  foul, 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
.Forgotten  in  unthankfulnsfs, 
And  without  praife*  die. 

3  'Ti-  he  forgiven  thy  Tins, 

'  Prs  he  rcheves  tsy  pain, 
•Tis  he  who  htals  thy  ficsneffes', 
And  makes  thee  y&tfig  again;,. 


PSALM    CIIL  213 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ranfomM  frcifi  the  grave; 
He  who  redeemed  my  (but  (torn  hell, 
H^ih  fov'reign  pow'r  to  fave. 

5  He  tils  the  poor  --.  Ith  good, 

He  gives. tJ-e  fuffrrers  reft  ; 
The  Lord  hath  jWapient  for  the  proud, 
A;d  fui'ice  for  th'cpprcO:. 

6  Hi^  ivond'rous  works  and  -v^y?, 

Hi;  made  by  Mofes  known  : 
But  fent  the  world  h;>  truth  End  grace 

Bv  his  bclovetiS  n. 
Psalm     Clil.     id  Part.     Short  Metre. 
Abounding  cornpajjion    of  God  :   or,   mercy     in   the 
midft   of  judgment . 

1  "ftyf  Yl-U''>  ^pcalhis  prafe, 

IV  A    Whofe  merdei  are  fo  great  ; 
Whok-  anger  is  fo  flow  to  rile, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  no    always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  ftrcfc.es  are  felt", 
His  llrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  gui;t. 

3  High  as  the  heav'ns  ate  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tiead, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 

4  Hispow'r  (ubdues  our  fins, 

And  his  forgiving  love 
Far  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft, 
Doth  all  sur  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  who  fear  his  name*. 


*i4  PSALM    CHI,  CIV. 

Is  fuch  as  t civ.'er  parents  teel  ; 
He  kn.'vva  cur  ice'  U  frame. 

6  Ht  knows  we  ore  but  da\f, 

Scartvi'J  with  ev'ry  breath: 
His  anger  ::ke  a  rifi  ^g  vind 

Can  -  iff  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  a 

Or  I  tk e  th  c  n  1 6r ni  n  g  3  < )  w  V ; 
If  one  {harpblafl  iwc  p  o'er  the  field, 
it  witherslft  an  hour. 

8  But.  thy  c  is>  Lord,      f 

ffji.jendlefs  years  cr.cbre  ; 
And  c?);:  i  ever  find 

Thy  ^oVdsbf  prornife  fore. 
Psalm     CIII.     yd  Part.     Short  Metre. 
Cod's  ttwytrfal  dominion  :  or,  angels prai ft  the  Lord, 

i   f  "3/^H.jS  ie  bv'reign  fchig^ 

j[       H  -.t;i  fix'd  his  throne  en  hs^h  \ 
O'er  all  the  heavily  worlds  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the,  (ley. 

2  Y'e  angels  great.il)  might, 

ftnii  iwifc  to  do  his  will, 
Bids  ye  the  Lord,  whpfe  voice  you  hear, 
V/h'-ic  p'eafnre  ye  fulfil. 

3  Lei  the  bright  hoksteho  wait 

The  crd'?rs  of  their  K  ng, 
And  gusrd  the  chu-.ches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  \  raife  they  ftrfg. 

4  While  all  his  woncVous  works 

ThrtJfjgri  his  vail  kingdom  (hew 
Their  Maker's  glory,  tiicu  my  foul, 
Shale  ling  his  graces  too. 
Psalm     CIV.    Long  Metre. 


PSALM    CIV.  21$ 

T he  glory  c/God  in  creaiion  and  providence, 
■  Ik  ,CY  fourth}  great  Creator  praife  ; 

J.V  JL  When  clQtft'4  in  his  celdtlai  rays, 

H-  in  full  mujefty  appears, 

And  like  a  robe,  his  glory  shears. 

Note.  This  JPfafih  r»*y  be  fung  to  a  dif- 
ferent metre,  by  adding  the  two  follow- 
ing lines  to  every  ftanza,  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  what  tongue  can  frame 

An  equal  honour  to  bis  name  P 
»  Trie  heav'ns  are  for  his  ciirtsins  fpread, 

Th"  unfathem'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed  : 

Clouds  are  hi*  chariot  when  ht  flies. 

On  winged  norms  acrofs  the  ikies. 
\  Angels  whom  hb  own  breath  infpires, 
.  His  mini  iters  are  flaming  fires  ; 

And  fwift  3S  thought  their  armies  move, 

To  bear  his  vengeance  er  hU  love. 
\.  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand, 

Are  pois'd,  and  fhall  for  ever  (land  ; 

He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 

Left  it  fhould  drown  the  world  again. 
>  When  ear^h  was  cover'd  with  a  flood, 

Which  'Mgh  above  the  mountains  flood, 

He  thunder'd,  and  the  ocean  fled,    j 

Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 
3  The  fwelling  billows  know  their  bound, 

And  in  their  channels  walk  their  rotund  ; 

Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  veins. 

They  fpring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains* 
1  He  bids  the  ciyftal  fountains  flow, 

And  cheers  the  vallies  as  they  go ; 

Tame  heifers  there  their  thjrft  allay," 


2i5  PSALM    CIV. 

And  fortheiiream  wild  afte*  bray. 

8  From  pleafaut  trtes,  which  (hade  the  brink. 
The  la.k  and  linnet  light  to  diink  ; 

Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 
And  chide  <..-ur  nlence  in  his  praife. 
pause     i. 

9  God,  from  hi*  cloudy  ciftern,  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  fnow'rs  ; 
The  grove,  the  gardm,  and  tne  field, 
-    A  thoufand  joyful  Wettings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  grafly  tood  arife, 
Ao.6  gives  the  cattle  large  (applies  ; 
With  herbs  for  man,  of  various  pow'r, 
To  nourim  nature  or  to  cure. 

1 1  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce  ! 
The  olive  yields  a  ufaful  juic*  ; 

Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  wnh  gen'rous  wine, 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  ihine. 

12  O  blefs  his  name,  ye  people,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  fupporter,  bread  ; 
While  bread  your  vital  ftrength  imparts,, 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts. 

PAUSE    II. 

13  Behold  the  ftately  cedars  ftand 
Rais'd  in  thefordt  by  his  hand  ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  (heiter  fly, 
And  build  their  neft  fecure  on  high. 

1 1  7*o*raggy  hills  afcends  the  goat  \ 

And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot 

The  feebler  creature's  make  their  cell  ; 

He  gives  them  wifdom  where  to  dwell. 
J  5  He  fits  the  fun  his  circling  race, 

Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  » 


PSALM     CIV.  217 

And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beafts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  youug  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  meas  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arife. 
The  favage  beaft  to  covert  flies. 

1 7  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes  ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 
From  tirefome  toil,  and  wafting  grief, 

18  How  ft  range  thy  works  I  how  great  thy  fkill  1 
And.ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fill  : 
Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  lefs  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fifli  in  millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wond'rous  motions,  fwi ft  or  flow3 
Still  W3ndVing  in  the  paths  below, 

20  There  mips  divide  thewat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  monfters  play  * 
There  dwells  the  huge  leviathan, 
And  foams  and  fports  in  fpite  of  man. 

PAUSE        III. 

21  Vaftarethy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  (land 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

22  While  «ach  receives  his  difP rent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  ii  good  5 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms, 
Rejoice  and  praife  indifPrent  forms. 

2  J  But  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mburn3 
And  dying,  to  their  duft  return  5 
T  ' 


72i8  PSALM     CV. 

Both  man  and  bead  their  fouls  refign  : 
Lif^breah, and  [pintail  are  thine. 
\ ft  4.  Vet  thou  eanft- breathe  onduft  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beafts  and  men  ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  walles  of  time  and  death. 

25  His  works  (the  wonders  pf  his  might) 
Arc  honour'd.  with  his  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praife. 

26  The  earth  (lands  trembling  at  thy  ftroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke  ; 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face, 

And  tell  their  wants  of  fov 'reign  grace. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  fweet ; 
Thy  praifes  ihali  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  joy. 

28  While  haughty  Tinners  die  accurft, 
Their  glory  bury'd  in  the  duft, 

I  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  fing, 
Psalm     CV.     Common  Metre.        Abridged. 
—  God's  conduEl  to  Ifrael ;  and  the  plagues  of  Egypt, 

1  f^  1VE  thardes  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
\JT  And  tell  the  world  his  grace ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 

That  all  may  feek  his  fr.ee. 

2  His  coy'nant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  paft, 

To  nurn'rous  ages  yet  behind, 

In  equal  force  (hall  hft. 

3  He  frvare  to  Abraham  and  his  k^6f 


FS  ALM    CV.  219 

A  nd  made  the  blePJng  fure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  prccnife  read, 
Ana  find  his  truth  mduie. 

4  "  Thy  fed  ihx\\  ifcaie  all  ^tiens  bled," 

(Said  the  almighty  voice) 
«  And  Ganaarfs  land  lhali  be  thslr  reft, 
;<  The  type.  of/v:av"n!y  joys.'* 

5  [How  large  the  ^rant  !  how  rich  the  grace  !.' 

To  give  them  Canaan**  land, 
When  they  vrere  (lingers  in  trWr/Iace3 
A  little  fee%  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  chrou?h  the  countries  round, 

.Securely  chey  remold  ; 
And  haughty  kings  which  on  therrj  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  my  Anointed^  arid  my  arm 

"  Shall  fooQ  avtnge  the  wrong  ;  ' 
"  Th;  m;-.fi  wh->  does  my  prophets  fcarm^-s  . 
mtiS  knovMhcirGoiis'llrGngr' 

8  SRfcfii  let  thi  woria  frbcar  its  rage, 

tfzrpitijhe  Church  k  fiar  : 
Ifr'el  muff,  live  through  ev  ry  age, 
And  be  tJ/  Ai?nighif  $  care.~\ 
pause     i . 

9  When  Pharaoh  car'd  covex  the  faint-, 

And  tha*.  provokM  their  God, 

Mofes  was  feat  at  their  compkmts, 

Arm'd  with  hi?  dreadful  rod. 

10  Hscali'd  for  da/kne-fs  \  d^rknefs^arne, 

Like  an  o'er  whelming  flood ; 
He  turii'd  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  Pcreanij 
To  lakes  and  dream?  Qf  bleed. 
3#-H*  g£ve  the  fjgn,  and  noiibxs  film 


220  PSALM    CV. 

Through  tbie  whole  country  fpread  ; 
And  trots  in  crc^k:;;,^  armies  rife 
About  the  monarch's  ^e^» 

12  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces, 

The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  fwarms  dsvour*d  their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cMtll  few; 

13  Then,  by  an  angejS  Midnight  flruke 

Ti:c  flow1 
The  ftrength  of  e  \j  was  broke, 

■    ide. 
14,  A^it;  /ci  t,7:  r^f  its  ftfgp, 

-'■■  in  Uar  \ 
Ifr'ei  ."^,7  /rvi?  through  e-ifry  o.g  s, 

P  A  V  5.  E         II. 

15  ThiiS  rjda-te  brqi 

.  d  : 
Egyptian  fpoijs  had  got, 
'  An 

16  The  L  .    out  their  way,      }  , 

rk'dtbctr  journtes  ri^he, 
'  Gave  them  a  leaiing  cloud  by  a>y, 
.    A  h'ry  guide  by  night, 
j  7  The}  thirft  j  and  waters  from  the  reck 
In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And,  folt'wirig  ftiH  the  courfe  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  r'efart  through. 

18  O  -vond'rous  ft  ream  !  O  blefied  type 

Oi  Wer-.-fiowing  grace  ! 
So  Chrift,  our  Rock,  maintains  our  life 
Through  all  this  wtldemef*. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  almighty  hand. 


PSAXM    CVI.  221 

The  chofen  tribes  p.offsft 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promised  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  reft. 
20  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
The  Church  renounce  her  J  ear  \ 
Ifr'ei  mufi  live  through  evry  age. 
And  he  th1  Almighty  s  tare. 
Psalm  .  CVI.     Long  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  :  or,  communion  with  faints: 

1  fTT^O  Gcd  the  gs  eat,  the  ever-bleft, 

JL     Let  fongs  of  honour  be  addreft  ;. 
Hi&  mercy  firm  for  ever  ftands  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  fhall  fulfil  thy-  bound iefc  praife  ? 
Bleft  are  the  fouls  who  fear  thee  ftill,  , 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 

For  Jticeb's  race,  thy  chofen  feed  ;  .    \ 
.And  with  the  fame  falvation  biefs 
The  meaner!  fuppliant  of  thy  grace.  . 

4  Gmay  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 
This  is  my  glory.  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  faints,  and  near  to  thee. 
Psalm     CVI.     Short  Metre. 
Ifrael  punijhed.  and pardoned:   or,  God's  unchanged 
able  love, 
l  •^  OD  of  eternal  love, 

\JT  How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 
And  yet  ho.v  oft  did  Ifr'el  prove 

Thy  conftancy  of  grace  I 
%  They  few  thy  wonders  wrought,.- 


2^2  PSALM    CVll, 

And  then  thy  praifes  fung  ; 
But  [qua  thy  wc  rks  of  pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  v.  ith  their  tongue. 

3  Now  -they  believ'd  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 
Novv  with  their  lufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  redue'd  tfeem  few. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groan*, 

Brought  his  own  cov'omt  to  his  thought?, 

And  cajrd  them  (til!  his  fans. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  hook, 

He  Uv'd  the  m  from  their  foes  : 
Gft  he  rhaftis'd,  bat  pel'et  forfook 

The  people  wh  ,rn  he  chafe. 
6.  Let  Ifrsl  blcf,  tiie  Lord, 

Who  b.y*d  their  ancient  race \ 
And  Chriitians  join  the  Coiemn  word, 

Amen,  to  all  the  praifc. 
Psalm     CVll.     ift  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chrijlians  to  heaven. 

1  £~*\  1VE  t$ank$  to  God  j  he  reigns  above ; 
\jKind  are  h  is  thoughts,  his  name  is  love 

liis  mercy  ages  pali  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  com?  (hall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Trie  wonders'  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Ifr'el,  the  nation  whom  he  chofe,. 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God'*  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  th' Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  thedefart,  wsncVmg  round'. 
A- wild  ind  foiitary  ground.. 


PSALM    CVII.  223 

4  There  tr*cy  cbulc  find  no  leading  read, 
Nnr  citv  tor  a  fix'd  i^bo^c  i 

Nor  ford,  rir  fountain  to  aiftTsge 
■    Their  burning  tbirft,  or  hungers  rage,] 

5  In  their  diftrtis  to  GocK')e)  cry'd  . 
God  wa.s  their  Saviour  and  ttfeir  guide  ; 
He  led  their  march  far  vvai  u'ring  round  ; 
*Tvva^  the  right  path  to  Ca?wan9s  ground. 

6  Thus  when  our  iirtf  teieafe  we  gain 
Frrr.i  fin'r  old  yoke,  and  Satan9*  chaiiij  - 
We  nave  this  defart  world  to  pafs, 

A  dangrous,  and  a  tireicms  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  ^uic*es  our  fpoifteps  left  we  (hay, 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rfu!  hrnd, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 

18  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and -goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways  V 
L^tevry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 
Psalm     CVII.     zd  Part,     Long  Metre. 
Correction  for  fin,  and  releafe  by  prayer* 

1  TJ*P-QM  age  ioage  exalt  his  name  ; 

J^    God  and  his  grace  are  ftill  the  fame  j; 
He  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry-gbod, 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  who  rules  the  ikies— 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  word, 

And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord  : 

3  Hell  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground,- 
And  no  ddiv'rance  fhall  be  found  5 
Laden  with  grief  they  wafte  their  brsathb 


>24  PSALM    CVI1. 

In  tlarknefs,  and  the  fiiades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  iifcht  arife, 
And  ilatters  all  that  dil'mal  fhade 
Which  hung  fo  heavy  round  iluir  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two. 
And  lets  the  fmiiing  pris'ner  through  ;  .v 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  laboring  foul  relief* 

6  O  may  the  tons  of  men  record 

The  wond?r6tts  goodnefs  of  ihe  Lord  I 
How  ^reathi*  works  !  how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Letev'^v  toaguc  pronounce  his  praife. 
Psalm     CV1L     ^d  Part.     Long  Metre 
Intemperance  purified  and  pardoned :  or,  a  pfalm  for 
the  glutton  and  the  drwakard. 

I  "^f  TAIN  man  on  f  jo'ifh  pteafures  bent, 
y      Prepares  for  hi*  own  punifhment ;; . 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lull  arife  1 

%  The  drunkard  feels  his  vhals  wafte, 

Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  tafte,- 
'Tillall  his  cSive  pQw'rs  are  loft. 
And  fainting  life  grows  near  the  cufL 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loatfis  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat ; 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  eppreit, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  released. 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  Tinners  fly 
To  God,  for  help,  with  earned  cry  I 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breatbs 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No.  msd'eines  could  efF;ft  the  curs 


PSALM    CVIl.  225 

So  quicks  fa  eafy>  or  fofure  : 
The  deadiy  fentenee  God  repeals, 
He  fends  his  ibv'reign  word,  and  heals. 

6  Q  may  the  .{on*  of  men  record 

The  wond'rciis  goodnef*  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  their  thankful  ofFHngs  prove 
How  diev  adore  their  Maker's  love. 
Psalm     CVII.     4-tb  Fart.     Long  Metre. 

Deliver -an re  from  Jlcrms   and  Jhipwreck  :     or,  the 
feamari' ' s   fong. 

*\%  rOULD  you  benold  the  works  ofGod, 
V  V     His  wonders  in  (he  raWld  abroad, 

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5  Hi*  bids  the  Wim$  their  Wrath  r*iFuage, 
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'"  tis  calm  i  ant!  kilors  fmi'«  to  fee 

The  have n  v,- here  they  vath'a  to  be» 
5  O  may  rcie  tons  of  men  record 
i   The  wondrous  good  ?r.-f*  of  the.  Lord  ! 

Let  thtm  their  piivate  off 'rings  bring* 


2*6  PSALM    CVII. 

And  In  the  church  his  g'ory  img. 

Psalm     CVII.     Common 'Metre. 
The  mariner**  pfalm. 

1  npHY  worn,  of  gtery,  mighty  Lord, 

J^       Thy  wonders  in  the  Jeeps, 
The  Tons  of  con  rage  (hall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  mips. 

2  At  my  command  the,  winds  arife, 

And  (well  the  lov/ring  waves  ; 
The  men  arlonim'd,  mount  me  fkjes, 
And  fink  in  gaping  /raves. 

3  [Again  they  cliajb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

And  plunge  io  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  toaVing  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain, 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeGs  roar, 

"  They  pant  with  flutt'riog  breath, 
Ann  hopelefs  cf  the  diftaat  fiiare, 

Exp-cl  immediate  death*]  '  „ 

5  TTneri  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  crle;, 

Hj  !ujars  the  loud  request, 
And  orders  fiieqce  through  the  fkies, 
And  la$s  the  Socras  to  ' 

6  Sailoj  ■•;vj  >ice  te  lote  theirfears, 

And  fee  the  ftmrro  allay 'd  ; 
Now  t:-  their  eyes  the  tort  appears  : 
There  Itt  their  vows  be  p -id. 

7  'Tis  Gv  I  who  brings  theta  fafe  to  land  ; 

Lv:  ftuj  id  mo-taJs  know 
That  waves  ar^e  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  which  bk>vr* 
%  O  that  the  wns  of  men  would  praife 
Tee  goedntfs  of  the  Lord  j 


PSALM    CVJL  227 

And  thofe  who  fee  thy  wond'rous  ways, 

Thy  wend'rous  love  record. 
Psalm     CVIf.     LaJiPart.    Long  Metre. 
Colonies  planted  :  or,  nations  blefi  and  pumjhed. 
A  Pfalm  for  Newengland. 

WHen  God,  provokM  w'uh  daring  crimes. 
Scourges  the  madnefs  of  the  times, 
He  turn?  their  fields  to  barren  (and, 
And  dries  ths  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  word  can  raife  the  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  wither  M  mountains  green, 
Send  (howery  blefiings  from  the  fkies, 
And  harvefls  in  the  defart  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  bat  beafh  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they  5 

He  bids  th'  oppreft  and  pocr  repair, 
And  build  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want  ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  ftock*, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  areoIeS  ;  but  if  they  fin* 
He  lets  the  Heathen  nations  in ; 

A  lavage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
■     Their  children  die  by  barb/rous  hands, 

6  Their  captive  forss  expes'd  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 
The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill'd, 
And  defolation  fprcads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humble  nation  tnourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  baud  he  turns  ; 
Again  he  makss  the  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 


<23  PSALM    CIX. 

8  The  righteous*  with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  j 
And  tongues  of  Atheifts  fhali  no  more 
Blafpheme  the  God  whom  faints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
Thefe  wond'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wife  obfervers  ftiil  (hall  find 

The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  3nd  kind. 

Psalm     CIX.     Common  Metre. 
Love  to  enemies  from  the  example  of thrift. 

1  g^i  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife, 
\J    Thy  g^ry  *s  my  fong  ; 
Though  finaers  fpeak  againft  thy  grace, 

With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  fon  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cruel  {landers  falle  and  vain, 

They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  mis'ries  his  companion  move, 

Their  peace  he  ftiil  purfu'd  -9 
They  render  hatred  for  his  tave, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  ma-ice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 

Vet  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crofs, 
And  bled  his  foes  in  d^ath. 

5  Lord,  (hall  thy  bright  eximple  mine 

In  vain  before  my  eye-.  ? 
Give  me  afoul  a- kin  to  thine, 
To  love  my  enemies. 

6  The  Lord fhill  ©n  my  fide  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  ftnll  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 


PSALM    CX.  2z9 

Who  {lander  and  condemn. 
Psalm     CX.     i ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
C  hrift  ex  alt  id,  and  multitudes  converted:  or,  tkefuccefs 

of  the  go/pel. 
I   nr^HUS  theetcrna;  Father  fpake 

VoCbrift  the  San,  «  Afcend  and  fit 
"  At  my  right  hand,  'til!  I  (hall  make 
*<  Thy  foes  fubmiffive  at  thy  feet, 
j  K  From  Zion  fhall  thy  word  proceed, 
n  Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 
"  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
«  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  '*  That  day  fhall  (hew  thy  pow'r  is  great, 

«  When  faints fiiali  flock  with  willing  minds, 
«<  And  finncrs  crowd  thy  temple-gite, 
"  Where  holinefs  and  beauty  fli'incs." 

4  O  bleffed  pow'r  !  O  glorious  day, 
What  a  large  vicYr  y  fha'J  enfue  1 
And  converts  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

Psalm     CX.     2d  Part.     Long  Metre. 
The  kingdom  and fr'ufthood  cf  Chrifr.. 

1  r  1 AHUS  thegrear  Lord  of  earth  andfea 

J^     Spake  to  his  Sort,  and  thus  he  fwore  : 
<c  iLiema*  (hall  thy  priefthood  be, 
<c  Aad  change  from  hand  to  h&nd  no  more. 

2  u  Aaron  and  all  hU  fom  mut  die  : 
tc  But  everlafting  life  is  thine, 

'*  To  fave  for  ever  taofe  who  fly 
"  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  il  By  me  Melchifedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  ajdri^  and  priefl  at  once  5 
"  And  thou,  my  heav'nly  Prieft,  fhalt  plea,? 
"  And  thou,  my  Kin?,  fhalt  rute  my  fens. 
U      \ 


fyy  PSALM    CX. 

4  Jefus  the  Prittft  afcends  his  throne, 
Wfcile  cauiif-is  of  etc;  nai  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honor  and  fuccefs. 

5  Thro' the  whole  earth  his  reign  fhall  fprez 
And  crufh  the  powers  which  d*rc  rebel  \ 
Then  (h*H  he  judge  the  riling  dead, 

And  fend  the   guilty  world  to  hell. 

6  Though  while  he  tread i  his  g'crious  way, 
He  drinks  rhecup  of  tears  and  blood  ! 
The  fufPrings  of  that  dreadful  day 

Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 
Psalm     CX.     Common  Metre. 
Chr|ft.'i  kingdom  andpriefJwod. 

1  cyESUo.  our  Lord,  atcend  thy  thione, 
J    And  near  thy  Father  nt  : 

In  ZionfhzW  thy  pow'r  be  known, 
And  make  thv  foe*  fubmit. 

2  What  wonder*  {had i  thy  gofpel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  (hill  furpafs 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  fov 'reign  grace. 

3  Gsd  hath  proncune'd  a.  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  (wore  ; 

"  Eternal  (lull  thy  priefthood  be, 

"  When  Jaron  is.  no  more. 

4  "  Melchifeiek,  tkat  wond'reus  prieft,      - 

u  That  king  ©f  high  degree, 
<c  Thjt  holy  man  whom  Abratim  bleft, 

"  Wi$  but  a  type  of  thee." 
.5  Jefus  our  Pricil  for  ever  lives 

To  p'cad  for  usab^ve  : 
Jefus  our  K;ng  for  ever  gives 


psalm  <mi  2n 

The  Meffi«S  flt bis  jove\      . 
6  G^dihaircxakhis  gloriousheid, 

And  his  feigh  throne  msintsifi,    ^     , 
Shall  ilrike  tke  povv'n  and  pFinces  ucaa,  . 
Who  da-re  op-o.'-.-fe  his  reign 
t3  P^T      &>*•£     Cciiv-oii  Metre.  . 

Psalm     Cwl.     i/W;, 

J3  To  my  a!m>£?icy  G^- 
He  bss  ciy  heart,  aaa  ~- 

2  How  grest  '^e  v'""-   '-'"-■ 
How  gtortous  ; 

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6  To  fear  thy  p6*'jr;-td  tru«  -y  g^** 

-     Is  cur  divined  MM  : 

And  he's  the  wifeft  of  oris  race 

Who  b^ft obc^s  thy  &&■  ;  . 

Ps.lm-'cXI.     &P*rf.     Common  r*etre. 
^&  igarft&ions  oj^o^- 


%i%  PSALM    CXIL 

GReatis  the  Lord  :   his  worksiof  might 
Demand  our  noblett  fongs  j 
Jiet  h»s  aik-mhted  lafrtts  unite 
Ta.ir  harmony  ot  tongue*. 

2  £?reat  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  hispromife  good. 

3  His  Sr.n,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  feal  his  covenant  fure  : 
H  ,'v  and  rev'rend  is  his  name, 
His  ways  are  juftaTid  pure. 

4  They  vvlo  would  grow  divinely  wife, 

irf  with  his  tea?  begin  \ 
Cnr  fairen:  precfef  knowledge  lies 
lit  hating  fcv'ry  {in. 
Psalm"  CXil.     Particular  Metre. 
v;.^.r   £/"  fifo  liberal  man. 

1  rip-  in U  bk§  wh  i  :>:;r;dj  in  awe 

J[      OfGcd,  an  '  is  facred  tew  : 

be  r?nosv;)'.i   : 
K  o  houjfrj  :  Fv^eaithj  fhajl  be 

An  ry, 

And  'With  fucci  (live  honours  crown*  J. 

2  Hb  iib'ra]  c  ex&htU* 
To                        .to  -ethers  lends  : 

fills  his  mind  j 
Yet  what  his  charily  impairs, 
Ke  'Qves  by  prudence  in  afF-ti*  ?, 
And  thus  he's  jufl  to  all  ma»-.k;nd. 

3  His  hands!,  while  they  his  a'rns  beftow'd, 
Hi*;  Mcry's  future  harvest  fow'd  : 

The  fwect  remembrar.ee  of  the  juft, 


PSALM    CXII. 

Like  a  green  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  bleflngs  for  his  heirs, 
When  dying  nature  deeps  indufL 

4  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  lhali  he  maintain  his  ground  : 

His  conference  holds  hb  courage  up  : 
The  foal  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  affliction's  night  ; 

And  fees  in  darknefs  beams  of  hope. 

PAUSE., 

5  [111  tidings  never  can  lurprife 

The  heart,  which  fixM  on  God  relie?, 

Though  waves  and  temped  roar  around  3 

Safe  on  a  rock,  he  fits,  and  fees 

The  (hip  wreck  of  his  enemies, 

And  al!  their  hope  and  glory  dr»wn*d.<- 

6  The  wicked  mail  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnaih  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft  ; 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpite, 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loft/] 

Psalm     CXII.     Long  Metre. 
The  blejjings  of  the  pious  and  charitable. 
I  f  a  THRICE  happy  man  who  fear?  the  Lord, 
JL     Loves  his  commands,  and  trults  his 
Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend,       [word$ 
And  blefEngs  to  his  Teed  defcend. 
2 .  Companion  dwdls  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  ftiii  inclined  : 
He  lends  the  poor  fomeprefent  aid, 
Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid. 
3^Whcn  times  grow  dark,  an  J  tidings  fpreai  * 


/•        psalm  cxir;. 

/  Which  fill  his  neighbour    round  with  dread, 
H^  heart  isarm'd  ggainft  the  fear, 
For  God  with  all  his  pow'r  is  there. 

4.  His  ibul^well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  word  ; 
Amidft  the  darknefs,  fight  (hall  rife, 
To  cheer  bis  heart,  and  bleis  his  eyes. 

5  He  h3th  difpers'd  hi&alms  abroad, 
H*  works  are  dill  before  his  God  %. 
His  name  on  earth  iliall  long  remain, 
While  envious  tinners  fret  in  vain. 
Psalm     CXIL     Common  Metre, 
Liberality  rewarded. 

1  "     T  AFPY  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
JL  J^   And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward,. 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breaft, 

To  all  the  fens  of  need  : 
So  Goci  (hall  anfwer  his  requeft. 
With  bleffings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  (hall  furprife 

His  well-eftablifh'd  mind  ; 
His  foul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind* 

4  In  times  of  general  diftrefs, 

Some  beams  of  light  mail  fhine, 
To  (hew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs? 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5.  His  works  of  piety  and  love, 

Remain  before  the  Lord  : 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joy  above* 
Shall  b$  his  Cure  reward. 


•.  PSALM    CX1II.  235 

Psalm     CX1II.     Particular  Metre. 
T/je  majefty  and  condefcenfion  of  God. 
I   "\/~E  ^*ho  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
The  honours  of  his  name  record, 
rfis  facred  name  for  ever  blefs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fundifplays 
His  rifing  beams  or  fetting  rays* 
Let  iands  and  feashis  pow'reonfefs. 
%  Not  timej  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds. 
Can  give -his  vaft  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heav'ns  are  far  below  his  height  % 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
ArrnM  with  his  uncreated  might. 
3  He  bows  his  glpricus  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hofti  of  angels  do,# 

And  bends  his  ear  to  mortal  things  ; 
His  fov^raign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 
And  makes  them  company  for  kings, 
4.  When  childiefs  families  defpair, 
Ha 'fends  the  blefling  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankful  voice. 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys : 
Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  feme. 
Psalm     CXIII.     Long  Metre. 
God  Jb-vereign  and  gracious. 
fe»  '\7rE  fer vaults  uf  rh'  a  mighty  King, 
J[      In  ev'rv  age  his  praifes  img  ; 
Where'er  the  fun  mall  rife  or  fet, 
The  nations  fhajl  his  praite  repeat. 
2 -Above  the  earth,  beyond  .  .*. 


z$&  PSALM    CXI  v. 

Stands  his  high  throne  of  majefty  ; 
Nor  time,  nor  place  his  pow'r  rcftrain, 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  r^ign. 

3  Which  of  the  Ions  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright. 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ! 

4  Behold  his  love  :  he  (loops  to  view 
What  faints  above  and  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more,  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  mm  be-low. 

5  From  duft  and  cottages  obfcure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  fons,       ' 
And  fits  them  for  his  heav'nly  thrones. 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejaice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  pad, 
The  promis'd  feed  is  born  at  lafh 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  kt\fe  defpairs : . 
If  nature  fails,  the  promife  bears.] 

.Psalm     CXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Miracles  attending  ifmel's  journey. 

1  "\W  7*  Hen  Ifr'el  freed  ivomPkaraotfi  hand5  , 

V  V    Lzh  tne  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  inbes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Juduh  was  his  throne.  . 

2  Acrof?  the  deep  tjieir  journey  lay  £ 
The  deep  djvides  to  nuke  them  -vay  : 
yordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 

With  backward  jcwwnt  to  his  head*  . 


PSALM    CXV.  23/ 

3  The  mountain*  fhaqk  like  frighted  fhrep, 
Like  tiMs  the  little  hillocks  leap  ; 
Not  o7»tf*  on  her  bate  cor  id  iland, 
Confcious  of  tcVreign  pow?r  at  hand.      . 

4.  What  pow'r  could  p*ske  the  deep  divide  ! 
Make  jfordan  backwai -J  toll  Ms  tide  ! 
Why  d»d  ye  leap,  ye  frftle  bills  ; 
And  whence  the  fright  which  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Letev'ry  mountain,  eWy  flood 
Refire  and  kno*--  th?  apWoschiag  God, 
The  Kingcf  ^-Wi  ieehini  tiery  : 
Trembie  thou  eartft,  adore-,  :  r  rear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  a^tfratureiiiOUFji*, 
The  rock t&ftaiiding  pools  he  curns  ; 
Flints  fprmg  srith  fountain*  >■  h'\i  word, 
Aftd  fires  and  fe&*  denftfi  flu  I.  vd. 

Psalm     CXV.     Long  Metre.  . 
^bs  true  God  our  rrfngs  :   or,  idalatry  reproved. 

1  "%„  yG  *   >o  QfM&lfcjes-,  9tho  are  but'Ouff, 
j_^      Nor  to  curlslve*  is  glory  due  j 
ESemali  God,  thou  ooiy  j-ifc. 

Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

2  Shine  ^orir,  in  all  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Why  ft>ouid  a-  Htaiberts  h--u^hij  tongue 
Juluit  u$j  $&4     ■  ■■  «:-  mr  ili^rAe, 

S*y^  Whciss  the   God  yyuve  ferv\ifo  long  f 

3  Th«God  we  ferve,  maintains  his  throne 
Above-tbe  clouds,  Beyond  *he  fiiies  j 
Through  all  the  earth  bis  will  is  dene, 
Re  knows  cur  groans.,  h;j  hears  oar  crbs. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefa  (hapes  of  ffone  and  wood  , 
At  bell,  a  trials  of  glitt'ring  ore, 


23  8  PSALM    CXV. 

A  Fitter  faint,  or  A. 

5  [  '■  on  ears  th*y  carve  the  head, 
Didi  afe  r-.ie;r  ears  ibeir  eyes  *fe  blind  : 
la  vain  ar  mide, 

And  V9Vfr$  are  feattet'd  ill  the  wind. 

6  Thv  -.oye, 
N<V  hands  to  fkve  when  mortals  pray  ^ 
Mortals   vi:    •             n  fear  or  love, 
Ssemtobeb!                          ..■/.].- 

7  O  Ifrei.  itiaks  th  :  L  >rd  trty  hope* 
Th  y  h  e i  p,  t  h  1 1  k3  th  y  fefr, 
Th?  Lord  ft                 hy  ruins  up, 
And  btefs  the              I  .d  the  prieft, 

8  The  fed  no  more  can  fpeik  thy  priife, 
The :  e  ^~e  in  the  grave  ; 
Br               iive  to  finj  acej 

An  w'jtM  fsve. 

i1:  a  l  m  ,    CXV.     Particular  Metre. 
Pofijz?  idolatry  reproved^     ■ 

i  TVT"^  rtaouf names  thooontyjyftand  true, 

JJN  Not  to  -.  jlefc  names  is  glory  due  : 

T&y  pow'r  and  gracejtfcy  truth  uz&  juftipe  claim 
Immortal  honors- to  rhvfov'reign  name. 
Sbme  through  the  earth,  from  heav'n  thy  bled 

abide,  [Godr" 

,Nor  let  tbz  H^ch^n  fay,  "  And  whereVyftnr 
2  Heav'nis  thine  higher  court :  there  ftands  thy 

throne, 
And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  darie  : 
Oj*  God  fram'd    all  this  earth,  thefe  heav'ns 

heYpread,  [made ; 

Bat    fools  adore  the  gods    their  hands  have 
The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 


PSALM    CXVI.  2}f 

Their  Giver  favours,  md  their  faints  •fgoM. 

3  [Vain  arc  tbofc  artful  &ap*s  of  eyes  and  ears, 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  bears  ; 
Their  hands  are  helpie&,  Wr   ffeeir  feet  can 

move,  [oorlove  I 

They  have  no  fpeech?  nor  thought,  nor  pcw'r, 
Yet  foolidi  mortals  make  their  lung  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idol*,  and  their  m&ve'efe  faints. 

4  The  rich  have  daiae*  welladorn'd  with  gold  ; 
The  poor  content  with  gods  of  coarfer  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  (enfelenv  ft©ck, 
Lopt  rrom  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  and  pried*  drive  on  the  foleran  trade, 
And  truft  the  gods  which  faws  and  hammars 

made  J 

5  Be  htWn  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  are  more  ftupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they  : 
O  Ifr'el  truit  the  Lord ;  he  hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  farrows,  and  reftores  thy  peace  : 
His  worfiup  does  a  ihoufsnd  comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heavYdy  ihieid. 

6  In  God  we  traft  ;  our  impious  Foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  pppofc  his  reign  ; 
Had  thcy.prevaii'd,darknefs  had  c!os\J  our  day?, 
And.tethand  fiience  had  forbid  his  praife  : 
But  ws  are  fav'd,  and  live  :    let  fangs  arife, 
And  Zion  bidi  the  God  who  h'dlt  the  ikies. 

Psalm     CXVL     ifi  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Recovery  from  jtcknefs. 

I   T  LOVE  the  Lord  :   he  heard  my  cries, 
X    And  pity'd  zt'ry  groan  :      *     - 
Lon^as  Fiive  when  troubles  rife, 
I'll  haftsn  to  his  throne, 


24o  PSALM     CXVI. 

2,  1  love  the  Lord  ■>  be  bow'd  hii  car, 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  ; 
O  iet  my  heart  no  more  defpair, 
Whiie  1  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  My  (lefh  deciin'd,  my  fpirit*  fell, 

And  1  drew  neat  the  dead, 
Whiie  inward  pan^s  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perplcx'd  my  'wakeful  head. 

4  «  My  God,"  I  cr/d, '«  thy  fervant  fave, 

u  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  ; 
"  Thy  pnw'r  can  refcu*  from  the  grave, 
«  Thy  pow'r  is  all  my  trufV' 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diltreft, 

H~*  bid  my  pains  remove  ; 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God,  ihy  reft, 
For  ihou  haft  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  hath  fav'd  my  foul  from  death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears : 
Now  to  his  praife  I'!!  fpend  my  breath, 
And  my  rerminingr  years. 
Psalm     CXVI.     zd  Part.        Comrr. on  Metre 
Vows  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  Church  :  or,  publi 
thanks  for  private  deliverance* 

1  W  jTH*T  Ihaii  I  render  to  my  God, 

VV     ?«  ail  his  IcindWi  mown  i 
My  feet  (lull  vifit  thine  abode. 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  feint*  who  nil  thy  houfe, 

My  off 'rings  fhall  be  paid  ; 
There  fluli  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  taul  in  anguim  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  cver-blcffcd  God ! 


PSALM    CXVII.  241 

How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood. 
j.  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me  : 
My  life,  which  th'ou  haft  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  mall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loo^'d  my  bsnds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witnefs,  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  row, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXVII.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  from  all  nations. 

1  ^T\  ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord? 
\J  Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 

In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his.  name  be  fang. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  thrqugh  ev'ry  land  ; 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
Forever  firm  his  truth  mail  ibnd  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 
Psalm     CXVII.     Long  Metre. 
i  TJVROM  alj  who  dwell  below  the  (Ides  - 
Jj     Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife: 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 
2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
Thy  praife  mail  found  from   more  to  mofe? 
*Till  funs  (kill  rife  and  fet  no  more* , 
W 


242  PSALM  CXV1I,  CXVIII. 

Psa  l  m     CXVIJ.    Short  Metre. 

1  fHT^HY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  found  through  dilUnt  lands; 
Great  is  thy  grace,   and  fure  thy  word, 
Thy   truth  for  ever  ftands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  fpread, 

And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
'Till  morning  light  and  ev'uing  (hade 
Shall  be  exchangM  no  more. 
iPsalm     CXVIII.     ijl  Part.     Common  Metre, 
Deliverance  from  a  tumult. 

1  f  |  "*HE  Lord  appears  my  nelper  now, 

Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  ail  the  ions  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  Heav'a  affords  its  aid. 

2  'TiS  later,  Lord,  to  truft  in  thee,      » 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trull  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  befet  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  fwarm  ; 
But  I  (hall  all  their  rage  confound, 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 
4.  Tis  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ftrong, 
In  htm  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
Whiic  his  falvation  is  my  fong, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 
5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 
When  God  appears,  they  fly  ; 
So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  found* 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 
*6  Joy  to  the  faints,  and  peace  belongs  ; 
The  Lord  protects  their  ways : 


PSALM    CXVIIL  243 

Let  7/rVtune  immortal  fongs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 
Psalm     CXVIU.     zd Part.     Common  Metre. 
Public  praife  for  deliverance  from  death. 

1  "       ORD,  thou  hall  heard  thy  fervant  crya  j 
1  j     And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  ; 

Now  fhall  he  live  :    (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  refolve  to  fave») 

2  Thy  praife,  more  conftast  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand  which  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore3  , 
Defends  him  fliil  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

F^r  we  (hall  worfhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
-  Thy  mercy  tg  declare. 

4  Among  th'  aflemblies  of  thy  faints, 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  \ 
There  we  have  told  thee  our' complaint?, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 
Psalm.    CXVIIL     3d  Part,     Common  Metre,  . 

Chriil  the  foundation  cf bis  Church. 
I  TJEHOLD.  the  fur?:  luundaUon-Stone,  , 
J3  Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
1  o  build  our -heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praife. 
Z  ChofenofGod,  to  firmers  dear, 
And  faints  adore  his  name  5 
They  truft  their  whole  falvaiion  here,  , 
Nor  {hall  they  fuffer  (hame. 

5  The  fool ifh  builder?,  fcribe  and  prieft, 

^  Reject  it  with  difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the. church  fhali  rei%  , 


244-  PSALM    CXVIII. 

And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  wiihftood  ? 
Yet  muft  this  building  rife: 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  v/ond'rous  in  our  eyes. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     ^tbPart.     Common  Metre. 
Hofaana  ;  the  Lord's  day :  or,  Chriil'j  refurreflioM, 
and  our  jal'vation. 

1  fT^HIS  h  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

J[      He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 

Let  freav^n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

An<3  praifefunound  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  dend, 

And  Satan  s  empire  fell  j 
To-day  the  faints  bis  triumphs  fpread, 
And  all  hi?  wonders  te1*, 
?  Hefatma  to  th*  anointed  King, 
To  D&pi&%  holy  Son  : 
Help  u>*0  Lord  :  ck'cend  and  bring 
S3;vation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  meffitgss  of  grace,    , 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Fathei's  name, 
To  (aye  our  finrul  race. 

5  Hofanna  in  the  higheft  drains 

The  Church  on  earth  can  raife  ; 
The  higheft  heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     Short  Metre. 
An  Viofamvi  for  the  Lord's  day  :  or,   a  new fong  of 
falvation  by  Chriit. 
I   OTE  what  a  Living  Stone 
j^  The  builders  didrefuie  ! 


PSALM    CXVIII.  24s 

Yit  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereon, 
1  In  fpite  of  envious  jeivs.  - 

2  The  fcribe  and  angry  prieft 

Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  Ihali  Zim  red, 
As  the  chief  Corner-Stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes  5  ■ 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 

Which  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  fmg,  and  pray  -9 
Let  all  the  Church  be  glad. 

5  Hofanna  to  the  King' 

Of  David's  royal  blood  5 
Blefs  him,  ye  faints :  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  blefs  thy  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord,  » 

Our  facrifke  of  praife. 
Psalm     CXVIII.     Long  Metre. 
An  Hofanna  for  the  Lord's  day  :   or,  a  new  fang  of 

falvaticn  by  Chriit. 
J   "f"    O  !  what  a  gloriou;  Corner-Stone 
§  j  The  fewifo  builders  did  refufe  : 
Bus:  God  hath  built  his  Church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envy  and  the  'Jews. 
2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes ; 
This  is  the  day  which  proves  it  phioe3 
The  day  which  faw  our  Saviour  rife.  • 


24-6  PSALM    CX1X. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad; 
Hofanna,  let  his  name  be  bleft  : 

A  thou  fund  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light,  and  glory  reft. 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 

Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  their  King 

With  hearts  of  joy.  and  fongs  of  praife. 
P.salm     CXIX.     iJl'Part.     Common  Metre. 

[/  have  colled  ed  and  dijpofed  the  mojl  ufeful  verfes 
ef  this  Pfahn  under  eighteen  different  heads,  and  for- 
med a  divine  fong  upon  each  of  them  :  but  the  verjes 
are  much  tranfpofeci,  to  attain  fame  degree  of  connex- 
ion. In  fomc  places  among  the  words,  law,  com- 
mands, judgments,  teftimonies,  /  have  ufed 
gofpei,  word,  grace,  truth,  promifes,  &c.  as 
more  agreeable  to  the  Neiv  Teftament,  'and  the  com- 
mon language  of  Chriftians  ;  and  it  equally  anjvoers 
the  defign  of  the  Pfabnif,  which  was  to  recommend 
the  huljfcn'ptures.j 

Ihe  blejfednefi  of  faints,  and  tnifery  offnners. 
Ver.  i,  %  3. 
J   TQLEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart, 
JJ-'Whofe  ways  are  right  and  clean, 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  fin. 

2  Bleft  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 

And  praclife  thy  cemmands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 
And  ferve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  \ 

How  firm  their  fouls  abide  ! 
Nor  csn  a  bold  temptation  draw 


FSALM    CXIX.  ..24f 

Their  fteady  feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 
^  Then  (hall  my  heart  have  inward  joy3 
And  keep  my  face  from  mame, 
When  all  thy  ftatuies  I  obey, 
And  hsnour  all  thy  name. 
Ver.  21,  118. 
t  Bat  haughty  tinners,  God  will  hate3 
The  proud  (hall  die  accurft  ; . 
The  fans  of  falfchood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 
Ver.  119,  155, 
6  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  1 
And  thofe  who  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  fee  falvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafte  thy  grace. 
Psalm     CXIX.     id  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Secret  devotion,  and fpiritual-mindednejs  _:  or,  cdnjlm% 
confer je  with  God. 
Ver.  I47>  5.5. 
I   r~tT\0  thee,  before  the  dawning  light,  , 
My  gracious  God,  I  pray, 
I  meditate,  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  lav/  bv  day.,, 
Ver.  81. 
2 -.-My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace, 
Thy  promife  bears,  me  up  ; 
And  while  falvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope, 
Ver.  .164.. 
k-  3  Sev'n  times  a-day  1  lift  my  hands3 , 
And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee ; 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 


24.3  P  S  A  L  M,    CXIX. 

Repeated  praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 
4  When  midnight  darknefs  veils  the  fides, 
I  call  thy  WJiks  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  acceptance  find. 
Psalm     CXIX.     3d  Part.      Common  Metre, 
Profeffions  of  ftncerity,  repentance  and  obedience* 
Ver.  57,  60. 
I   rT^HQU  art  my  portion.  O  my  God  ; 
jL      Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  word,  , 
And  fuffcrs  no  delay. 

Ver.  30,  14. 
a  I  chufe  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice  : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  fo  rejoice. 

3  The  teftimonies  of  thy  grace, 

I  fet  before  my  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrength, 
And  there  mv  comfort  lies. 
;      Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  vender  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands* 
And  truft  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  114.. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  fervant,  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  fhield,  my  biding-placey  > 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  u 2, 


PSALM     CXIX.  *4$. 

6  Thou  haft  laelin'd  this  ncart  of  mine, 
Tby  ftatutes  to  fulfil  : 

And  thus  'till  mortal  life  (hall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 
Psalm     CXIX.     ^th  Pan.     Common  Metre, 
InftruClion  from  fcripiurs. 
Ver.  9. 
r.OW  (hall  the  young  fecure  their  hearty 
And  guard  their  lives  from  fm  I 
Thy  word  the  choiceft  rule  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 
Ver.  130, 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad, 
The  aieaneft  fouls  .inft ruction  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God, 
Ver.   1 05, 

3  'Tis  like  the  fun,  an  heav'nly  light, 

Which  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  [he  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  v.  ay. 
Ver.  99.  100. 

4  The  men  who  keep  thy  law  wi,th  care, 

And  medicate  thy  "word,    m 
Grow  vvifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
,    Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 

I  hate  the  Tinner's  road-; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  which  rife, 
But  luve  thy  law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,  90-  91. 
.6  [The  flarry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 


#0  PSALM    CXIX. 

The  earth  maintains  her  phce  ; 
And  thefe,  thy  fervants  night  and  day, 
Thy  (kill  and  pow'r  exprefs. 

7  But  ftill  thy  law  and  gofpd,  Lord, 

Have  leflbns  more  divine  : 
Not  eanh  tbnds  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  liars  fo  nobly  fhine.] 

Ver.    160.  14O,  9,  1 16. 

8  Thy  word  is  everlafting  truth  j 

Sdw  pure  is  evYy  page  ! 
That  h..>!y  book  Hiall  guide  our  youfh, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 
Psalm     CXIX.     yh  Fart.     Common  Metre. 
Delight infcripture :  or,  thenvordofGod dwellinginus, 
Ver.  97. 

1  S^   HOW  I  iovethv  holy  law  ! 
\^/  'Tis  daily  my  delight  ;    - 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 

Divine  advice  by  night. 
Ver.  148. 

2  My  'waking  eyes  prevent  the  day. 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  foul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  nearby  gofpel,  Lord. 
Ver'.  3,  13,  54- 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  ! 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
And  in  my  tirefome  pilgrimage 
Yields  me  an  heav'nly  fong. 
Ver.  72,  127. 
4,  Am  I  a  ft  ranger,  or  at  home, 
*Tis  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 
Not  honey  dropping  trom  the  comb,  . 


PSALM    CXIX.  25s 

-So  much  allures  the  tafte. 
Ver.  72,  127. 

5  No  treafures  io  enrich  the  mind  j 

Nor  fhall  tr  y  word  be  fold 
For  loads  of  filver,  welj  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choiceft  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  finks,  aad  fpir  its  droop, 

Thy  promifes  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praife. 
Psalm     CXIX.     6tb  Part.     Common  Metre, 
Holinefi  and  comfort  from  the  word, 
Ver,  128. 
1  T    ORD,  I  efteem  thy  judgments  right, 
\  j  And  a1!  thy  itatute^  juft  ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conifcru  fight 
With  ev'ry  flattVmg  luft. 
Ver,  97,9. 
a  Thy  precepts  often  1  furvey  : 
I  keep  thy  law  in  fight 
Through  all  ihebufwefc  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  aliens  right, 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 

"  How  fweet  thy  comforts  be  !" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee ; 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill 

At  fome  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  who  mare  the  fpoilj 
Have  joys  compar/d  to  mine. 


n$z  PSALM     CXIX. 

Psalm     CXIX.     jtk  Part.     Common  Metre 
Imperfetlion  of  nature,  and  perfection  offcripture. 
.  Ver.  06,  paraptfi  -i  •.;. 

1  "       EX  all  the  rieathcn  writers  join 
I  j    To  form  one  perfect  book, 

Great  God  !  it  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Nor  the  molt  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  ihew  one  fin  forgiv'n, 
Nor  lead  a  ftep  beneatn  the  grave — 
But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

3  I've  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  fhojt  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall, 
1    And  can  no  further  go  ! 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  ev'ry  thought  ! 

5  In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here, 

While  fm  defiles  our  frame, 
And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

6  Our  faitl|hnd  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXIX."     %th  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Vlie  word  of  God  is  the  faint's  portion :  or,  ths  excel- 
lency and  variety  oftbejeriptures. 
Ver.  M  1,  paraphrafed. 
2    '       ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice^ 
\jl  My  lafting  heritage  -9 


PSALM    CXIX.  255 

There  fhall  my  nobleft  pow'rs  rejoice, 
My  warmelt  thoughts  engage,      . 

2  I'll  read  the  hift'nesof  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  law  in  fight, 
While  through  the  promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever-frefh  delight.  ' 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  fprings  of  life  arife  : 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  fown, 
And  hidden  g:'ory  lies. 

4  The  beft  relief  which  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  forrows  bleft  ; 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  reft. 
Psalm     CXfX.     $th  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Dejire  of  knowledge  :    or,   the  teaching  of  the  Spirit 
nvitk  the  *word. 
Ver.  64.,  68,  18. 

1  /T1HY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

j^     How  good  thy  works  appear ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  125. 

2  My  heart  was  fafhion'd  by  th^  hand, 

Myfervice  is  thy  due  ; 
O  make  thy  fervant  under ftand 
The  duties  he  nvuft  do. 
Ver.  r9« 

3  Since  I'm  a  ftranger  here  below, 

Let  riot  thy  path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  fhould  go, 
And  be  my  conftant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 
X 


254  PSALM    CXIX. 

4  When  I  confcfs'd  my  wand'ring  ways, 

Thou  heardft  my  i'oui  complain  ; 
Grant  mc  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  fhal!  ftray  again. 
Ver.  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  ftatutes  (hew, 

And  heav'nly  truth  impart, 
His  work  for  ever  Pi!  purfue, 
His  law  fhal!  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.'so,  71. 

6  This  was  my  comiort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief  ; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 
Vcr.  51. 

7  [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  » 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  blefled  gofpei  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  17  r. 

8  When  I  have  learnt  my  Father's  will, 

Fil  teach  the  world  his  ways  : 
My  thankful  lips,  infpir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praife.] 
Psalm     CXIX.     loth  Part.     Common  Metre, 
Pleading  the  promifes. 
Ver.  38,  49. 
f  TOEHOLD  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord, 
J3   Devoted  to  thy  fear ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
Formal!  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58,  107. 
2  Ha&  thou  not  Tent  falvation  down, 


PSALM    CX1X.  255 

And  promis'ci  quick'r.ing  grace  ? 
Diih  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  throne  ? 
And  yet  tiiv  love  delays. 
Ver.  123,  42, 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  fal  vat  ion  'fail  3 

O  bear  thy  fefvant  up  3 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  lips  prevail, 
Which  dare  reproach  my-  hope* 
Ver/ 49,  74.. 

4  Did  ft  thou  not  raife  my  faith,  0  Lord  ? 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear : 
Saints  (hall  rejoice  in  my  reward^ 
And  truft.  as  we!!  as  fear. 
Psalm     CXIX.     ij/,6  Par:.     Common  Metre, 
Breathing;  after  hclir  - 


Ver.  5 


THATtheLorcwG'.:*.. 
To  keep  his  ilatntes  I 
O  ihatmy  God  would  grant  me  gj 
To  know  and  do  his  Will ! 

2  O  fend  thy  Spirit  -down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  *di  the  liar's  part. 
Ver.  35;  37. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  mine  eyes,  . 

Let  no  corrupt  defigfl, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arils 
Within  this  foul  of  mine. 
Ver.  135. 

4  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  wo 

And  maks.-my  heart  fincsre  \ 


256  PSALM     CXI  A". 

La  fH  hnve  tro  don.i,;:on.  Lord, 
But  keep  my  ccnfctence  clear. 
Ver.   ^  76 

5  My  foul  hath  gone:  190  hi  a  ft  ray, 

My  feec  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  tmce  I've  not  forgot  tfty  way, 
Riflore  thy  wandYing  ihtcp. 
Ver.  35. 

6  Wake  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  5 

'lis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  mv  head,  or  heart,  or  bands. 
Oifrndfeinft  rny  God. 
Psalm     CXIX.     12th  Part      Common  Meire. 
Breathi.  ig  after  cemjort  and  deliverance. 
Ver     153. 
Y  God, -co.  -{ltier  my  diiuefs, 

\a:i  mercy  plead  my  caufe  ; 
;h  I  have  finn'd  againft  thy  gj are, 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 
Yer.  39,  ii 6. 

2  FoibiJ,  forbid  the  (harp  reproach,  * 

Which  Ifoj'uftly  fear; 
Uphold  my  iite,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  fhame  appear. 
Ver.  122,  1  55. 

3  Be  thou  a  furety,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs. 
But  make  thy  waiting  fcrvant  fee 
The  fhi nines  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  82. 

4  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 

My  heart  within  me  cries 
If  ben  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil 


PSALM    CXIX.  257 

And  make  my  comforts  rije  ?     - 

Ver.  132.  , 

t  Look  down  upon  nay  forrows,  Lord, 
And  (hew  thy  grace  the  fame,  j 
As  thou  art  ever  won't  to  afford 
To  thofe  who  love  thy  name. 
Fsalm     CXIX.     lyhPart.    Common-Metre. 
Holy  fear,  and  tender  nefs  of  confaence. 

1  XT  T  ITHmv  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy 
W     O  let  me  never  ftray  L»cc» 

Froo!  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  tinners'  way.  : 
Ver    11. 
2 -Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart, 
To  keep  my  confeience  clean,  . 
And  be  an  everlaftiug guard 
From  ev'ry  rifing  fiii. 

Ver,  6^Sh  158. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 

Who  fear  an  j  love  the  Lord  ; 
Mv  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 

4  While  Tinners  do  thy  golpel  wrong, 

Mv.  fpirit  (lands -in  awe  ; 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161,120. 
5  My  heart  with  facred  rev'rence  hears  < 
The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  j 
My  rlefh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
X2 


*#  PSALM     CXIX. 

Ver.  166,  174.. 
6  AtyGod,  1  long,  1  hope,  I  wait 
F6ir  ihy  faivation  Kill  ; 
Whiis  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  1  obey  thy  will. 
?s  al m     CXIX.     1  \th  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Benefit  cfaffatfions,  ar.djupport  under  them. 
Ver.  153,  81,82. 

1  {^^SiDER  ail  myforrows,  Lord, 
\J   And  thy  deliv  Vance  tth6  : 

My  (bui  for  tny  lalvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  said  ? 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  5 
Affliaions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  tuy  f"--cd 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  - 

■When  nevvdi;  ns  : 


I  react  thy  wor  1 


i  t.;y  way. 


And  hate  my  former  [ids. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Hal  not  thy  wcrcl  been  my  delight; 

When  eartn.ly  pys 
.    My  ion],  opprefs'd  with  forrpw's  vie) 
Hadiuni:  2|iion^thedead. 

5  I  know  my  judgment^  Lord,  are  light, 

Though  rhey  may  fecrn  fevere  ; 
The  {harpeil:  (ufKrings  I  endure, 

FU**  •  ■■faithful  care.  -v 

Ver. 


PSA-LM    CXIX.  259. 

6  Befofe  I  knew  thy  chaining  rod, 
My  feet  were  apt  to  (tray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 
Psalm     CXIX.   ~i0  Part.     Commcs  Metre. 
Holy  refoluiions. 
Ver.  93. 
3   £~\    THAT  thy  fktutes  ev'ry  hour 
'  \^Jf  Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  detiV^iqtiid^'nirig  pow'r, 
And  dailv  peace  I  fi  *J; 
Ver.  15,   16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  Tweet  employ  ; 
My  foul  (hall  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 
Thy  word  is  all  rnv  joy. 
_Vcr.  32. 

3  Hov  would  1  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my.  heart  difcnsr^e 
f  From  fin  and  Satan's  hatekil  chains. 
And  fet  my  feet  at  large  I 
Ver.  13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  ihall' declare 

Thy  flatuses,  and  thy  name  -, 
Fil  fpeak  thy  word,  though  kt.n|s  fhouid  hear, 
Nor  yield,  to  fm/ul  &ame.     ;      " 
Ver,  |f;  69 ,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perfecot.-rs  rife 

To  rob  me  of  fnjf  jght, 
Let  pride  end  malice  forge  t^eir  Iie$, 
Thy  \:\w  is  my  delight, 
Ver.  115. 

6  Depart  from  me/ ye.  wicked  rkcej 


z6o  PSALM    CXIX. 

Whofehandi  and  hearts  are  ill  ; 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  mult  obcv  his  will. 
Psalm     CXIX.     \6tb  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 
Vcr.  25,  37 

1  T&  yf"Y  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  : 
JlV-L  ^ofdj  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  deiires,  and  ev'ry  luft, 

Turn  pffthefe  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  inSiienfe  of  thy  grace 

To  (pe-d  me  in  thy  way, 
Lelt  L  lh)u!d  loitf-r  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  a  (bay. 
Ver.    107. 

3  When  (ore  afflictions  prefs  me  do\?n, 

I  need  thy  quick'mng  pow'rs  ; 
Thy  wtrd,  which  I  have  refted  on,  . 
Shall  help  my  heavieft  hours. 
Ver.  1 56,  4.0. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fov'reign  fHU, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  ihou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  bieav'rily  road  ? 
Ver.  159,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  ipirits  move 
Without  enliv'ning  grace  ! 
Ver.  93. 

6  Then  fhall  I  love  thy  go.fpel  more,  , 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r 


PSALM     CXIX.  261 

T©  draw  me  near  the  Lcrd. 
'    Psalm,    CXIX.      ijth  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Courage  and  ferfeuerance    under  perfecution    :  or, 
grace  jhining  in  difficulties  and  trials \ 
Ver.    i4j,  2.8.    ■   . 
ill  THEN  pain  and  anguifn  feize  mejLsrd, 
V  V      ^  my  ^uP?ort  ls  from  thy  word  ; 
My  foul  di{H-Ue5  for  heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  ipith  thy  lirtngih'rung  grace. 
Ver.   5:.  69,  1  jo, 

2  The  proii4\have  fram'J  {heir  (cuffs  and  lies9 
Thjey  Watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  trtnpt  nay  feu]  to  fnares  and  fin  ; 

Yet  thy  corrundnds  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver,    16.ii.-7S.; 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
They  hate  to  fce  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I 'will  truftand  fear  thy  name, 
'Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  fhsme. 

Psalm     CXIX.     LafiPart.     Long  Metre. 
Sanclified  afflictions  :   or,    delio-ht   in    the  *word  of 
GOD.  ° 
Ver.   67,  59. 

1  I^ATHER    1  blels  thy  gentle  hand,  ■ 
Jjj   •  How  kind  was  thy  ebariifirig  rod, 
Which  fore'd  my  confeience  to  a  ftand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  fuul  to  God. 

2  Fooiith  and  vain  I  went  itftray. 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord  ; 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loft  my  way, 
But  no  a   i  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 


252  PSALM    CXX. 

For  price  isaot  to  rife  and  fvvell  ; 
Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  ftroke. 
That  I  might  learn  his  (jbtutes  well. 
Y~er.   72. 

4  The  law  which  iflraes  from  thy  mouth, 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  paffions  mere 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  South, 
Or  Wefiern^  bills  of  golden  ere. 

Yer.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  nude  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  foul  within  : 
Tc^ejh  me  to  know  thy   wond'rous  name, 
And  guaud  me  fafefrom  death  and  fin. 

Ver.  74, 

6  1  hen-all  who  love  and  tear  the  Lord, 
At  my  falvatton  mall  rejoice  ; 
Fori  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 

v  And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 
Psalm     CXX.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  quarrel  feme  neighbours  :    or,  a   de*V6 

fwijb  for  peace. 
I  rr^HOU  God  oi  love,  thou  ever  bleft, 
J_       Pity  my  fufFring  ftate  : 
"Wnea  wilt  thou  fet  my  foul  at  reft 
From  lips  which  love  deceit  ? 
£  Hard  lot  of  mine  !   my  days  are  caft 
Among  the  fons  of  ftfife, 
Whofe  never-ccaiing  brawlings  wafte 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 
3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
How  would  I  chufe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wide  lonefome  wi'demefs, 
And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell, 


PSALM    CXXI,  263 

4.  feace  is  the  bleffing  that  I  fetk, 
How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace  j    but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  paffions  ftili  their  fouls  engage, 

And  keep  their  malice  ftrong  ; 
What  fhali  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  I 

6  Should  burning  arrows  fmhe  thee  through^ 

Strict  juftice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  foe. 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 
Psalm     CXXI.     long  Metre. 
Bi'vine  perfection. 

1  T  TP  to  the  hills  1  lift  mine  eye?, 

\J   TV  eternsl  hills  beyond  the  fides  : 
1  nenceall  her  help  my  foul  derives  j 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives;   the  everlafting  God, 

Who  built  the  world,  who  fpread  the  flood  j 
The  heavens  with  ail  their  ho£s  he  made  j 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead.. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  &ur  way  ; 
His  morning  fmiles  blefsalJ  the  day  5 
Hsfpreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  hours  while  Ijr'el  deeps. 

4  Ifr'el,  a  name  divinely  b left, 
May  rife  fee u re,  fee u rely  reft  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  (lumber  nor  furprife. 

5  No  fun  mall  fmite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  fiek'y  ray 
Shall  blah1  thr  couch  ;  no  baleful  ftar 


264  psalm  cxxr. 

Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Shou'd  earch  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Sriil  thou  (halt  go,  and  {till  return 
Safe  in  the  Lord  ;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

7  On  thee  foul  fpiritsKave  no  pow'r  j 
And  in  thy  lalt  departing  hour, 
Angels,  who  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thte  homeward  to  thy  God. 

Psalm     CXXI.     Co  nmon  Metre. 
Prefer-vztion    by   day  and  night. 

1  r  a  -iO  heay'iA  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

There  all  my  hopes  are  bid  ; 
The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  ikies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  (hall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defi^ns  to  keep : 
His  ear  attends  the  fofteft  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeit  pow'rs, 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  mofl-  unguarded  hours 
Againft  furprifingharm. 

4  Ifr'el  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 

Thy  Keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  pow'r 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 
$  Norfcorching  fun,  norfickly  moon, 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  (mite  ; 
He  ihields  thy  head  from  burniagnoon, 
From  blafting  damps  at  night. 
6  He  guards  thy  fjul,he  ke.°ps  thy  breath, 
Where  thickeft  dangers  come  \ 


PSALM    CXXI. 

Go,  and  return,  fecure  from  death, 
'  Fill  God  commands  thee  horn?. 
Psalm    "CXXI.    Particular  Metre. 
God  our  Prefer'ver. 

i  J  TPWARD  I  lift  my  eyes : 
\J    From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
1  r»e  God  who  built  £he  fkies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made : 

G®d  is  the  tow'r 

To  which  I  fly  ; 

His  grace  is  nigh 

In  ev'ry  hour. 
My  feet  (hail  never  flide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  fnares, 
Since  God,  my  guard,  and  guide, 
Dsfends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofe  'wakeful  eyes 

Which  never  lleep, 

Shallow  keep, 

When  dangers  rife. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blafts  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  G©d  be  with  me  there  : 

Tfr^u  art  my  fun, 
And  thou  my  (hade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night -or  nosn. 

4  Haft  thou  nut  gtv'n  thy  word, 
To  fave  my  foul  from  sieath  ? 
And  I  can  tr.uft  my  Lord, 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  s 

Fil  go  and  come 
Y 


266  PSALM    CXXII. 

Nor  fear  to  die, 
'Till  hop.i  or;  high 
\  Then  call  me  home. 
Psalm     CXXII.     Common  Metre. 

Going  to  Church. 

'OW  did  my  heaa  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devout]}  fay, 
4i  la  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 

*c  And  keep  thf  foiemn  day  !" 
I  love  her  gate?,  I  lore  the  road  ; 

The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace,  built  for  GoJ, 
,  To  {hew  his  milder  face. 
Up  to  her. courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  ho'.y  tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 

And  firs  in  judgment  there. 
He  hears  our  praifes  and  complaints  ; 

And,  while  hi*  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faints, 

We  tremble  and  rejoice. 
Peace  be  within  this  iacred  p^ace, 

And  joy  a  conftant  gue$  ; 
With  holy  gift--,  and  heav'nly  grace, 

B;  her  attendants  fo!«flr. 
My  foul  OiaU  pray  for  Zion  fliil, 
While  life  or  breath  remains, 
There  my  beft  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  Goi  my  Saviour  reigns. 
Psalm     CXXII.     Particular  Metre. 
Going  to  Church. 
1   TTO  W  pleat/d  v.nd  bieft  was  I, 
jj[  To  hear  the  people  cry, 


PSALM    GXXIII.  267' 

«  Come,  let  u*  feek  our  G,>d  to-day  ; " 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  hajfe  to  Zhn's  hill,. 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

2  ZisH)  thrice  happy  place* 

A iiorn'd  with  wond'rous  grace, 
And  wails  of  (trench  embrace  tbe<?  rpund, 
in  thee  our  tribes  appear. 
To  pr2y,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  kered  gojpet'i  joyful  found- 

3  There  David"*,  greater  Son 
Ha^.  hVd  his  royal  throne; 

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H^  bids  the  jBTinW^bc  g 
And. makes  the  ftas^r  fag, 
And  Kumblg  (outs  rejoice  frith  fe?r. 
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To  thee  cur  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  cur  eyes. 

2  As  fervants  watch  their  maker's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  ftroke  ! 
Or  maids  before  their  miftrefs  ftand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 

3  So  for  cur  fins,  we  juflly  feel 

Thy  di'fcipune,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  mordent  dill, 
'Till  feou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Thofe  who  in  wealth  and  plcafure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride, 
An^  tby  delays  of  mercy  give' 
Fr-!h  court  g  2  to  their  pride. 

5  O ur  foes  irifuli  us,  but  cur  hope 

In  thy  companion,  lies  ; 
This  thought fhajl bear  cur  fyirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  defpife. 
Psalm     CXXIV.    Long  Metre. 

A  Jong  for  deliverance. 
'AD  n-jt  the  Lord;  may  7/rV/fay, 
_  Had  not  the  Lord  maintained  our  ade 
"Whui  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Ilofe  like  the  fuelling  ©F  the  tide  ; 
The  fweliingtid  ■  had  ilept  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll, 
KVe  hi.ci  been  fwalJow'e  deep  in  death  ; 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelnVd  our  foul. 
We  leap  for  joy,  we  fhout  and  fing,      , 
Who  juffc  efcap'd  the  fatal  Stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  .the  lowler'sfnarc  is  broke. 
For  ever  blelll'd  be  the  Lord, 


P^AMIM    CXXV.  269 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  curfed  fnare, 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  fword, 
And  made  cur  lives  and  fouls  his  care. 
5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  fkies  ; 
He  who  upholds  that  wond?rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes*- 
Psalm     CXXV.     Common  Metre. 
The  faint's  trial  and  fafety. 

1  J  TNSHAKEN  as  the  iacred  hill, 

\j      And  firm  as  mountains  be  \ 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  foul  fhall  reft, 
Which  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Nor  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  fo  well 
>     Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  thofe  eternal  arms  of  love 
Which  ev'ry  faint  furround. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  fmarting  fcourge,  - 

To  drive  them  ne2r  to  God, 
Divine  companion  does  allay 
The  fury  of  the  rod.    . 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  fouls  fincere3 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradife, 
Where  Chriji  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  wicked  ways 

Which  the  old  ferpsnt  crew, 
The  wrath  which  drg.ve  them  firft  to  heli, 
Shall  fmite  his  foil' wers  too. 
PsAiM     CXXV.     Short  Metre' 
The  faint's  trial  and  fafety  :  or,  moderated  affliction;* 
1  "J^IRM  and  unmev'd  are  they 

Who  truft  their  fouls  gn  God  ; 

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z<jo>  .PSALM     CXXVX. 

Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt* 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  itood  to  guard 

The  city's  facred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  faints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  ftroke, 
Yet  led  it  wound  their  fouls  teo  deep, 
Its  fury  (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  faith  and  pious  fear, 

Whofe  hope  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace 

Proclaim  their  hearts  fincere. 

5  Nor  (hall  the  tyrants'  rage 

Too  long  cpprefs  the  faint ; 
The  God  of  Ifrd  will  fupport 
His  children,  left  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  fiavifh  fear 

Will  chufe  the  road  to  hell, 
We  mud  expec~l  our  portion  there, 
Where  bolder  finners  dwell. 
Psalm     CXXVI.    Long  Metre. 
Surprifing  deliverance. 

i"fl  THEN  God  reftor'd  our  captive  ftate, 
W  Joy  was  our  fong,and  grace  our  themes 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 

2  The  fcofo  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name  *, 
While  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife? 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 
3  When  we  review  our  difmaj  fearsj 


PSALM    CXXVI.  271 

HP  was  hard  to  think  they'd  vanifh  fo  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  river*  How. 
4  The  man  who  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  fcatter'd  feed  with  fsdn eft  leaves, 
Will-fliout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 
A  welcome  load  of  joyful  fheaves. 
Psalm     CXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
The  joy  of  a  remarkable  conquer/ton  :    or}  melancholy 

removed* 
1\H  7*^^ ^oc^ revea^ his  gracious  name5 
\ V     And  chang'd  my  mcamful  ftate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
The  grace  appear 'd  fo  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  cor.fefs  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  drains, 
And  fung  furprifing  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,'*'  my  neighbours  cry'dr 

And  ©wn*d  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 
c<  Great  is  the  work/*  my  heart  reply'd, 
,c  And  be  the  gtery  thine. w 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeit  fkies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night  : 
Make  drops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  thofe  who  Cow  in  fadnefs,  wait 

'Till  the  fair  harveft  come, 
They  fliali  confefs  their  (heaves-are  great, 
And  ihout  the  bleffings  home. 

6  Though  feed  lie  bury'd  long  in  duft, 

It  (han't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  left 


272  PSALM    CXXVII; 

For  grace  infures  the  crop. 
Psalm     CXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
The  bleffing  of  God  on  the  hujihtf$  and  comforts  of  life, 
I   TF  God  fucced  not,  all  the  coft 

I   And  p»ins  to  build  the  houfe  are  loft  ; 
\\  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  fleep. 
1  What  if  you  rile  before  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  don?, . 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  fhun  that  poverty  you  dread  ? 
3  'Tis  all  in  fcs,  'till  God  hath  bleft  : 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  reft  : 
Children  and  friends  arc  bleflings  too, 
If  God  the  Sov'reign  make  them  fo. 
$.  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  : 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  they  are  feafoft'd  with  his  love  ! 
Psalm  '  CXXVII.     Common  Metre.. 
GOD  all  in  all. 

1  T"F  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny, 

The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  tov;ns,  without  his  wakeful  eye. 
An  ufelefs  watch  maintain, 

2  Before  the  morning  beams  arife, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  'till  the  ftari  afcend  the  fkies, 
Your'tirefome  toil  purfue  : 

3  Short  be  your  fleep,  and  coarfe  your  fare  ; ; 

In  vain,  'till  God  has  bleft  ; 

But  if  jms  fmUes  attend  your  care, 

You  fhali  have  food  and  reft. 


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PSALM     CXXVIIJ,  CXXIX.  273 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,,  nor  friends, 
Shall  real  blefegs  prove. 
Nor  ah  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
IHcni  Without  his  !o?e. 
Psalm     CXXV.III.     Common  Metre* 
Family   tlejjings. 

1  /"^  HAPPY  im»i  whuefoul  is  fill 
V^  With  zeal  and  rev'rend  awe  j 
B«  lies  t©  God  their  honours  ykli, 

His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  (hall  [land, 

Arid  ever  guard thy  head,, 

Shsi;  en  the  lah&urs  pithy  hand 

'  '5  :::r;:'y  bfeffiilgS  thed. 

3  Thy  v/ife  (hill  be  a  fruitful  vine  ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  beard, 
Eacn  like  a  plane  of  honour  ihine, 
And  lesrn  to  fear  the  Lord, 

4  The  L^vi  fca|I  thy  befi  hopes  fulfil 

For  msndis  and  years  to  come  : 
The  Lord  s>  ho  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Shall  fend  the  b!^Llngs  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whole  happy  eyes 

Shall  fee  his  boufe  increafe, 
Snail  lee  the  /inking  church  arife,- 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 
Psalm     CXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
Perfecutors  punijked, 
i   IT?  f:  cm  my  ymith,  may  Ifr'd  fay, 
\J     Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears  j 
My  griefs  were  conflant  as  the  chy,. 
And  tedious  as-tbe  years. 
2  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the.  rage 


274  PSALM    CXXX. 

C  ;  ilrife ; 

Oft  the^f  affailM  my  riper  a 
But  oy'cfrny  life. 

3  Their  ly  Scfh 

;  long  arid  deep, 
H  ;  wound:  afreflK 

i?s  fleep. 

4  The  grew  angry  en  his  throne, 

impartial  eyi, 
MeaW'd  the  mifchiefc  theylud  done,. 
i  hiv.  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolencs  furpris'd, 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll  ! 
And  a!!  the  foes  of  ZiVs  feiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  foul. 

6  Thus  ihi;i  the  men  who  hate  the  faint;, 

Be  blamed  from  the  fky  ; 
Thsir  jri'ory  fade?,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flounfh  tall  and  fair, 

Tfaey  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  ftall  perifh.in  dtfpair, 
And  tie  defpis'd  in  death.] 

8  [S>c3rn  which  ©n  the  houfe-top  (lanes, 

Nahope  or  haneft  gives  ; 
-   The  reaper  ne'er  (hail  fill  his  hands,. 
Nor  hinder  fold  the  (heaves. 

9  It  fprings  andv.vithe^s  on  the  place  ; 

No  traveller  beftows 
A  word  oible/Hng  on  the  grafs, 
Nor  mind:-  it  as  he  poss.  J 
Psalm     CXXX.     Common  Metre. 
Pardoning  grace. 


PSALM    CXXX,  "  ^11 

kUT  of  the  fejps  of  long  digrefs, 
The  r-o;--;^-:-  of  defpair, 
lent  »t-j  crissto  feskihy  grace, 

Mv  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
Great  GodJbWJi  thy  feverer  eye, 

Aftd  thine  impartial  hand 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 

No  mortal  flefh  could  ft  and. 
But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

Forc.imes  of  hi^h  degree  % 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 

To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 
[I  wait  for- thy  falyatidn,  Lord, 

With  ftrong  defires  I  wait ; 
My  foul,  invited  by  thy  word, 

Stands  watching  at  thv  gate.  ] 
[Ju&  as  trie  guards  who  keep  the  night, 

Long  for  the  morning  fkies, 
Watch  the  fir  ft  beams  of  breaking  light, 

And  meet  mem  with  their  eyes  :  % 
So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  flrft  op'nings  of  thy  facs, 

And  finds  a  brighter  day.  J 
Then  in  the  Lorcf  iet  Ifrcl  truft, 

Let  Ifrelfeek  his  face  -, 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 

Andplenteous  is  hi*  grace. 
There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 

For  finners  long  eoflav'd, 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 

And  J/rWfhilibcfaf'd. 
Psalm    CXXX.    Long  Metre* 


27$  PSALM    CXXXI. 

Pardoning  grace. 

1  "fpROM  deep  diiUd*  and  troubled  th#'ts, 
_£/  To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries  : 
ir  thoufeverely  mark  our  fauk% 

No  flefh  can  ftand  before  thine  eyes.  ■ 

2  But  thou  haft  built  tby  throne  of  grace 
Free  >odifpenfethy  pardons  there* 
That  finners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long,  and  wifh  for  breaking  dayx 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate  : 
When  will  my  God  his  face  difphy  ? 

4  My  trull  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  fhail  I  truft  thy  word  in  vain  ; 
Let  mourning  fouls  adclrefs  the  Lord, 
Ami  fmd  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Thro'  the  redemption  of  his  Son  : 
He  turns  our  feet  from  finful  ways. 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

Psalm     CXXXI.     Common  Metre. 
Humility  and  fubmiffion. 

1  TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
JL  Search,  gracious  God,  and  fee  ; 
Or  do  I  aft  a  haughty  part  ? 

Ldrd,  I  appeal  ta  the*. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts  be  humble  ixijl. 

And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 


PSALM    CXXXII.  ty? 

Let  faints  in  furrow  lie  refign'd, 
And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 
Psalm     CXXXII.     Long  Metre. 

Jtt  the  Settlement  cf  a  church  ;  or3  the  ordination  of 
a  minifler* 

1   \  %  THERE  thai!  we  go  to  feek  and  fini 
\\   ,  An  habitation  tor  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  mind, 
Among  the  fons  of  flefh  and  blood  ? 

%  The  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  hill 
Of  Zion,  for  his  ancient  reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  flill  : 
His  church  is  with  his  prefence  bleft. 

3  u  Here  will  i  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
"  And  reign  for  ever  (faith  the  Lord  j) 
"  Here  fhali  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known* 
■*  Andblefftngs  fhail  attend  my  word. 

4.  "  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
"  And  fill  their  fouls  wish  living  bread : 
«  Sinners  who  wait  before  my  door, 
"  With  fweef  provifions  (hall  be  fed, 

5  "  Girded  r.ith  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 
".My  priefls,  my  minifiers,  fhal]  fhine  : 
*<  Not  Aaron  \x\  his  coiily  drefe, 
«c  Made  an  appearance  fo  divine* 

H  •'  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

*c  Their  inward  jays,  ill  a  1 1  fhout  and  fing: 
**  The  Son  of  David  here  fhali  reign, 
«c  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King* 

9  cc  [Jefus  ma^  ^ce  a  num'rous  feed 

c<  Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name; 
*'  His  crown  fhali  flourifh  on  his  head, 
"While  all  his  foe*  areclotfc'd  &&&&**"} 


tj%  PSALM    CXXXII. 

Psalm     CXXXil.      Common  Metre. 
A  church   ejl&blijhed. 

1  [TVTO  flsep  no;  llumbsr  to  his  eyes, 

jj^j     Good  David  would  aiffbrd, 
'I  ill  h2  h-sd  found  below  the  fkies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Z/*«  plac'd  his  name, 

H:>  ark  was  fettled  there  : 

To  Zion  the  whole  cation  came 

To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  go, 

N^r  wander  far  abroad  : 
Where'er  thy  faints  affcmble  now, 
There  is  a  houfcfcrGod.] 

PAUSE. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife, 

And  eater  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyc?> 
Thus  to  he  own'd  and  bleti. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  fttsd  thy  word  : 
All  which  the  aik  did  once  contain, 
Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praifs  be  fpread  : 
Biefs  the  provifions  of  thy    houfe, 
And  fill  thy  poor  v/ith  bread: 
J  Here  Jet  the  Son  v^  David  reign, 
Let  God's  Anointed  fnine  ; 
JuJri.ce  and  trutli  his  courts  maintain, 
With  love  and  povv'r  divine. 
2  Here  Jet  him  hold  a  ja&ing  throne, 
And  a1?  his  kingekm  grows. 


PSALM    CXXXIU.  279 

Frefh  honours  fhall  adorn  his  crown, 

And  (hame  confou ad  his  foe*. 
Ps  a  l  m     CXXXIU.     Common  Metre. 
Brotherly  love. 
O,  what  an  entertaining  view 
Are  brethren  who  agree  ! 
Brethren,  whofe  cheerful  hearts  purfue 
The  path  to  unity  ! 

2  W  hen  (beams  of  love  from  Chrtft  the  fpring, 

Defcend  toev'ry  foul, 
And  heav'nly  peace,  with  balmy  wing> 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  : 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  jfweet, 

On  Aarsns  rev 'rend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  kct> 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pieafant  as  the  morning  dews, 

Wfcich  fall  on  Z*Vs  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildcft  glory  fhew?# 
And  makes  has  grace  di'til. 
Psalm     CXXXIU.     Short  Metre. 
Communion  ef  Joints  ;  er,  1&*?  md  friendjbip  in  « 
family. 
i  TQ^LEST  are  iht  fons  of  peace, 

|3   Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  de%ns  to  ferve  and  pleafe,' 
Through  all  their  aclions  run. 

2  Bleft  is  the  pious  houfc 

Where  zeal  and  friend  (hip  meet ; 
Their  longs  of  praife,  their  mingled  va#§# 
Make  their  communion  (west* 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  gei  fame; 


28o  PSALM    CXXXIJI,  CXXXIV. 

The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  fpread, 
And  pleafure  nii'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills, 
The  Taints  are  Well  abo7e, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diftills, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Psalm     CXXXIII.     Particular  Metre* 
The  blejfngs  of friendfpip.. 

1  XJ^^  pleateiit'tis  to  fee 

X  JL    Kindred  and  friends  agree  ; 

Each  in  tr;eir  proper  ftation  move, 
And  each  fulfil  their  part 
With  fympathizlng  heart, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  andlove  ! 

2  'Tislike  the  ointment  fhed 
On  Aarstfs  facred  head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet ! 

Tne  oil  through  :>ll  the  room 
Diiiur'd  a  choice  perfume, 

Km  through  KH  rob&s,  and  ble(t  his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  fhoyv'rs  of  rain, 
Which  water  all  the  plain, 

Defcending  from  the  neighboring  hills  ; 
Such  ftreams  of  pleafure  roll 
Through  ev'ry  friendly  fowl, 
Where  love  like  ru-av'nly  d«w  diftills. 
[Repeat  the  ifi  ft.-nzt,  if necejfary.] 
F*alm     CXXXIV.     Common  Metre-. 
Daily  and  \igbrfy  devotion. 
(t    X7*E  *"h  >  obey  th'  immortal  King* 
X       Attend  his  holy  phce, 
li   w  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'r, 
Aud  bk-khis  woad'rous  griQ<& 


FSALM    CXXXV.  2S%. 

2  Lift  upfyour  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  lend  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thought*  by  nighty 
Above  the  ftarjj  fky, 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers -our  hearts, 

With  rays  of  quick'nirtg  grace  ; 
The  God  who  fpread  the  heavens  abroad^ 
And  rules  the  fuelling  feas. 
Psalm     CXXXV.     \fi  Part.     Long  Metre*. 
The  church  is.God's.bozfe  and  care, 
X  XJll-'U 5£  ye  the  Lord  :  exalt  his  name,, 
JL      White  in  hi?  hoij  courts  ye  wait  ; 
Ye  faints  who  to  his  houfe  belong, 
Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praife  ye  the  Lord  :  the  Lord  is  good :   - 
To  praife.  his  name  ia  fvreet  employ  y 
7/rV/he  chofe  of  old,  and  fHIL 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  faints : 
He  treats  his  fervants  a£  his  friends  ; 

And  when  he  hears  their  fore  complaints,, 
Repents  the  forrows  which  he  fends. 

4  Through  ev'ry  age  the -Lord  declares 
His  name,  and  breaks  th'  onpreffor's  rod  : 
He  gives  his  fufFring  fervants  reft, 

And  will  be  known — th'  Almighty  God* 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  love, 
People  and  priefls  exalt  his  name  : 
Among  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  : 
His  chu  ch  is  his  Jerufalem. 

Psalm     CXXXV.     zd  Part,      Long  Metre*' 
^bt  works  of  creation,  providence,   redemption  of 

lirael,  and  dejhu&im  of  mmki* 


2^2  P  S  A  L  M    CXXXV. 

i   /">jREAT  is  the  Lord,  exacted  high 
%JJf  Above  all  porv'rs  and  cv'ry. throne  ; 
Wnate'er  bepteafe  in  earth  or  fa, 
O'rheav'n  or  be!!,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rile, 
The  lightnings  flafn,  the  thunders  ro?.r  ; 
He  pours  the  rain,  h*  brings  the  wind, 
And  tempeit,  from  his  airy  (lore. 

3  *Xwss  he  ihofc  dreadful  tokens  fent, 
O  Egypt,  through  thy  ftubborn  land  ; 
Wncn  all  thy  firiUhorn,  beafts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  ikw,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  lj/ely  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharashh  fkve! 

5  Hispow'r  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 
Who  faves  us  from  the  hoft  of  hell  5 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  poffefs, 
Whence  th^fb  apoftate  angels  fell.. 

Psalm     CXXXV.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  due  to  God,  not  to  idols. 

1  -    A    WAKE,  ye  faint*,  to  praife  your  King^ 

J^X    Your  fweeteft  paffions  raife, 
Your  •pious  pieafure,  while  you  fing, 
Increafing  with  the  praife. 

2  Great  is  rhe  Lord  ;  and  works  unknpwn 

Are  his  divine  employ  j 
But  'itijl  his  faints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treafure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heav'n,  earth  and  fea,  confefs  his  hand : 

He  bids  the  vapours  rife  : 
Lighting  a;nd  $orm,  at  his  con^naad, 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  2% 

Sweep  through  the  founding  {kie*. 
4.  AH.pow'r  which-gids  or  kings  have  claimM^ 
Is   found  in  him  nlone  ;  . 
But  Heathen  gods  iheuld  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  itscks  or  ftanesthey  truf^ 

Can  give  them  fhosr'rs  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glittering  ddil, 
And  pray  to  gods  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  hi-ve  tongues  which  cannot  talkj. 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk", 
Nor  hands  have  pow'r  to  fave. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  emrs  are  deaf* 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  who  wait  for  their  peliefj 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  Ye  feints,- adore  the  living  God^ 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abo^e, 
And  ckinis  ytsur  honours  there. 
Psalm     CXXXVI.      Common  Matre. 
God's  ^wonders  of  creation,  providence,    redempt*0 
of  ifrael,  and  falnjaihn  of  his  people, 

1  f\  Ire  thanks  to  God,  tht  fovWign  L$r^ 
\JT     "  His  mercies  ftil!  ensure  j*' 

Am  "be  the  Kicg  of  kings  ador'd  : 
u  Hittnsth  is  ever  fure.* 

2  What  wonders  hash  his  wifitem  done  I 

"  How  mighty  is  his  hand  \" 
Heav'n^  e«rth  and  fea,  he  fram'd  alone  : 
u  How  wicte  is  his  command  !" 

3  The  fun  fupplies  the  day  w^h  light ) 


2*4  PSALM    CXXXVI. 

"  How  bright  his  counfels  Ihine  ]■ 
The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night  ; 
^  His  storks  are  all  divine." 

4  [He  Itiuck  the  fons  of  Erypt  dead  *, 

lt  How  mighty  is  his  rod  !" 
Anc?  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  : 
iC  How  gracious  rs  our  God  1" 

5  He  cleft  tae  fwelling  fea  in  two  ; 

"  His  arm  is  great  in  might  :'* 
And  gave  the  tribe*  a  paf&g*  through  : 
"  Hiapow'rand  grace  unite." 

6  But  Pharaoh'-}  aerhj  there  h<?  drown'd  ; 

"  How  glorious  are  his  ways  f" 
And  brought  his  faints  thro'  defart  ground  t 
U  Eternal  be  his  praifej* 

7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  hbhand  ; 

«  Victorious  is  his  fsvord  :'* 
Wh  .ie  Ifr  el  took  the  prorrnVd  land  ; 
"  A  ad  faithful  is  his  word."] 

8  H.  fa«?  (he  nation^  dtau  in  fin  ; 

•l  tie  felt  hi?  pity  move  :*' 
Hovv   Ud  rHe  fta&re  the  world  wzs  in  f 

**  How  boundiefs  was  his  love  V 
o  He  ferft  to  five  us  fro-n  our  woe  j 

**  H  s  goodjfMfs  n<wer  fails  :'* 
JTrom  death  and  hell,  aad  >:v'ry  foe: 

»*  /\nr1  it  It  ins^race  urwail  ." 
10  Gi.e  thanks  to  G  >d,  the  heav'nly  King, 

'•  His  meiciesttiil  endure:' 
Let  trie  whole  earth  his  praifes  ling  j 

41  His  truth  is  ever  fort." 

Psalm    CXXXVI.    Particular Mnw, 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  2&£ 

1  f~*%  IVE  thanks  to  God  mofl  high, 
\Jf    The  univtfrfal  Lord  : 

The  fov'reign  King  of  kings  ; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

"  His  pow'r  and  grace 

"  Are  frill  the  fame  : 

4t  And  let  his  name 

u  Have  endlefs  praife," 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hkrii  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fpread  the  heav'ns  alone. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  ftill  endure  j 
"  And  ever  fure 
"  Abides  thy  word." 

3  His  wifdom  frarn'd  the  fun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  $ 
The  moGn  feH  twinkling  ftars, 
To  cheer  the  v*ark.fome  night. 

fc<  His  pow'r  and  grace 
«  Are  ftill  the  fame  ; 
fi  And  let  his  name 
"  Have  endlefs  praife,* 

4  Hefmotethe  firft-born  fbns, 
The  flow'r  or"  Egypt,  dead, 
And  thence  his  chofen  tribes* 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  ftill  endure  j 
<c  And  ever  fure 
u  Abides  thy  wcrd,** 

5  His  pow'r  and  lifted  rod 


286  PSALM     CXXXVI. 

Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  two  : 
And  for  his  peopk  made 
A  vvond'rous  psffcge  through. 
'*  His  pow'rand  grace 
u  Are  iii!l  the  fame  : 
"  And  let  his  n^ms 
"  Hiveendieis  praife." 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  th°re, 
V/l'h  a!)  hi?  hod  he  drown'd, 
And  brought  his  Ifr'el  fafe     , 
Through  a  long  dufart  ground. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  trill  endure  ; 
"  And  ever  fure 
«  Abates  thy  word," 

PAUSE. 

7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  fervantt  toofe 
PutTcllinn  of  th-  lart. 

,;  His  pow'r  end  grace 
"  Are  fiill  the  feme  i 
"  And  let  his  name 
u  Have  endlefe  praife/' 

8  He  (aw  the  nations  He 
All  perifhing  in  fin, 
And  pit/d  the  Cad  ftate 
The  ruln'd  world  was  in. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
«  Shall  fiill  endure  ; 
41  And  ever  fare 
"  Abides  thy  word  * 
N  He  fern  his  on-lj  Son 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  Z§7 

To  fave  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  fin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  $oz> 

"  His  pow'r  and  grace 
««  Are  fHU  the  fame  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
"  Have  end lefs  praife/' 
IO  Give  trmnks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heav'nly  King  i 
And  let  the  fpacious  t-arth 
His  works  and  glories  Ting. 
f*  Thy  mercy.  Lord, 
«  Shall  ft  ill  endure  j 
"  And  ever  fur© 
"  Abides  thy  word." 
>salm     CXXXVI.     Long  Metre.     Abridged. 
|[  ^"^IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife, 
!  \JT  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  j 
44  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
"  Repeat  bis  mercies  in  yearlong."'* 
l  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown,. 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
«*  His  mercies  ever  (hall  endure, 
"When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 
I  He  built  thefcas,  he  fpread  the  fky, 
And  fix'd  the  fhrry  lights  on  high  : 
-."  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong."* 
|.  He  fills  the  fun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night  : 
,c  His  mercies  ever  {hall  endure, 
"When  funs  and  moonsfhal)  fhine  no  more. 
5  The  J.ewshs  freed  from  Pharaotfs  hand. 


■m       *    PSALM    CXXXVIII. 

And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  ; 
<c  Wonders  of  grace  to  Goi  belong, 
u  Repeat  his  :r,erciesin  your  fong." 

6  He  (aw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pit)  work  within: 
"  His  mercies  ever  (hall  endure, 
**  When  death  and  tin  (hall  reign  no  more," 

J  He  Cent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  fave 
From  guilt,  anddarknefs,  and  the  grave: 
°  Wonders  ot  grace  to  God  belong 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong." 

8  Thro'  this  Vain  world  he  guides  our  (set, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'niy  (e-t  : 
li  His  mercies  ever  (ball  endure, 
**  When  this  vain  world  (hall  be  no  more." 
Ps  a  l  »     CXXXVIII.     Long  Metre. 
Rsjlorvig  and  prefer-ving  grace. 

^\  "J*  T^Uh  all  my  pow'r*  ot  heart  and  tongue 
V  V     ^  Pra^c  1Tly  Maker  in  my  fong  i 
Angela  fhall  hear  the  notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  fong,  and  join  the  praife. 

2  [Angels,  who  make  the  church  their  care, 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotion  there, 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  (kies.] 

3  I'll  fingthy  truth  aad  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  j 
Not  ali  the  works  and  names  below. 
So  much  thy  pow'r  and  glory  (how. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe, 
He  heard  me  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  j 
He  did  my  riling  fears  controul,  • 

And  QrtngthdiiFus'd  through  ail  my  foul. 


f  S  A  L  M   cxxxix..  *% 

S  The  God  of  beav'n  maintains  his  (late, 

Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  (corns  the  great  ; 

Bat  from  his  throne  defcends  to  fee 

The  fons  of  humble  poverty. 
b  Amid  a  thoufand  inares  I  ftand, 

Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand ; 

Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive, 

And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 

Tofave  from  forrows,  or  from  fins  : 

The  work  which  wtfdom  undertakes, 

Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 
Psalm    CXXXiX.     ift  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  all-feeing  God. 

1  T    QRD,  thou  hait  fearch'd  and  feen  me 
JL/  through : 

ThTne  eye  commands  vim  piercing  view 

My  fifing  and  my  reding  tioujs, 

My  heart  and  flefh  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

2  My'  thought *,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  Go&d  diftin£i]y  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  {peak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 
Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  (land  y 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  tfleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  furroundea1  ftill  with  God.    . 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent !   what  lofty  height? 
My  foul,  with  all  the  pow'rs  I  bojit, 

I»  in  the  boundlefs  profpeft  loft. 

5  «  O  may  thefe  thoughts  poflcfs  my  breaft, 
t(  Where'er  1  rove,  where'er  I  reft  j 

-  A  a 


29o  PSAI.M    CXXXIX. 

"  Nor  let  my  meaner  pin  cm,  dare 
"  Confent  to  'fin,  for  God  is  there." 

PAUSE    J. 

6  Could  I  fb  falfe,  io  Pai'thtefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  ferviee  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  ihy  pfeferice  fhun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heav'n  I  tike  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'!}  enthron'd  in  light  -, 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  \  engeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  his  chains. 

8  If  ircunte'd  on  arhormng  ray, 
1  fly  beyond  the  Wefhrn  kg, 
Thy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

9  C*  fhould  1  try  to  (hun  thy  fight, 
Beneath  the  fpreading  veil  pi  night, 
-One  glance  of  thine,  ore  piercing  ray 
W  mid  kindle  da.rknefj  i::today.. 

i  o  u  G  rna  y  1 1  t  fe  t .  ffejs  my  breafr, 

"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft  ! 
u  Nor  let  my  meaner  pillions  dare 
u  Confent  to  fir,  for  Gcd  is  there. " 

PAUSE        II. 

1 1  The  veil  of  night  is  lvj  di^uife, 

No  fcreen  from  my  all  fer-.rching  eye? : 
Thy  ham)  can  felz'e  thy  foes  ssfoon 
Through  pes  as  blazing  noon. 

12  ? T  '  '■"■'■         ..-■?, 

{  ■  ike  ro  ihee  ; 

tin  can  h  pod  will  fpy, 

Andh^i!  lies  naked  torn*  -ye. 

fjiv  brwJK 


PSALM    CXXXIX.  291 

"Wkerg  ^.v  — verier  I  reft! 

u  Nor  \ti  mv  meaner  p -::\  dare 

«C  .    fin";  for,  God  is  tfic^'' 

Psalm     CXXXIX.     2.d  Part.-   Long  Metre. 
/  formation  of  man, 
from  thy  Ran?,  myGoft,  I  -am?, 
:-k  of  inch  a' curious  frame  5.* 
V!  wonder?  fh in e, 
'■■nsthyjk.li  divine. 

2  I  iij  ie  eyes  did  all  my  lines  furveyv 
Which  yet  in  dark  confulicn  lay  ; 
Then  few 'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
FornVd  by  ths  medo!  of  rhy  book, 

3  Bytfciee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd. 
Ana   what  thy  fov'reign  counfels  fram'd, 
(The  h'ea:h<na  lungs,  the  beating  heart] 
Were  capv^  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  laft,  to  ihew  my  Maker's  name, , 
God  ftampd  nis  image  on  my  fraoie, 
And  in  Corns  unknown  moment  jain'd 
The  nniih'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  ieeds  of  thought  begaa, 
And  all  the  paffiens  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  p3ys 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praife, 

PAUSE.  '     ■ 

6  Lord,  fmce  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  a&ed  on  life's  bufy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmouni 
The  pow'r  of.  numbers  to  recount. 
7 . 1  couid  furvey  the  ocean  e'er, 
And  count  each  fand  which  makes  thafhofe, 
Before  my  f.vifte(i  thoughts  could  tries- 


29z  PSALM    CXXXIX., 

The  num'rous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
8  Thefe  on  my  heart  are  ftill  imprefc'd, 

With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft  j 

And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 

G'jd  and  his  lovepftfltfs  my  mind. 
Psalm     CXXXIX.     3 J  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Sincerity  prof  eft,  and  grace   tried  •    ort  the  heart- 

Jearcbing  God. 
*"]&  4TY  God,  whit  inward  grief  I  fee!, 
X Vi  When  impious  men  tranfgrefs  thy  will! 

I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 

Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 
%  Does  not  my  foul  deleft  and  hate 

The  (ons  of  malice*  and  deceit  ? 

Thofe  who  oppofe  thy  laws  and  thee, 

I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 
3  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  ev'ry  thought  ; 

Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not 

Of  walking  in  a  falfe  dif^uifc, 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 
4.  Doth  feccet  mjfchteflurk  within  ? 

Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  fin  ? 

O  turn  my  feet  *h.ene*cf  1  ftray, 

Aid  lead  me  in  thy  perfctfi  way. 
?salm  CXXXIX.     ifiPart.  Common  Metre. N 
GOD  is  every  where, 

1  TN  all  my  vafi  concerns  with  thee, 
f.    In  vain  my  foul  would  try 

To  Ihun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-furrounding  fight  furveys 

My  rifing  and  my  reft  ; 
M^ublic  walk-,  my  private  wayr, 


f*SALM    CXXXJX.  2,9.3 

* 

And  fecrets  of  my  breaft. 
£  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,,  deep  2nd  high  I. 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  r 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Befet  on  ev'ry  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  ftil!,, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove. 
To  guard  my  foul  from  ev'ry  ill, 
Secur'd  by  fs>v 'reign  love. 
PAUsir.. 

6  Lord,  where  (Kail  guilty  fouls  retire*.. 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ?' 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 

In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 
J  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath 

To'fcape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  could  break  the  bars  of  death. 

And  make  the  grave  refign. 

8  If  wing'dwith  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
Thy  hand  which  muft.  fuppprt  my.  flighty 
Would  loon  betray  my  reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  fins  t  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Thofe  flaming  eyes  which  guard  thy  law; 
WouW  turn  the  (hades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee : 
Q  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  now'*  * 
A  3  Z 


294  ■      PSALM    CXXXIX. 

From  vvh 
Psalm  C  zJ  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  rvAjanni  of  God  in  it:  s  formation  of  man. 

1  "\%  7"HEN  1  with  nkafin^  wonder  itand,| 

V'V        Arid' all   my  frame  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work  :  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  buiit  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  pofleft, 

Where  unborn  nature  grew, 
Thy  wifdo.n  all  my  Features  trac'd, 
Ani  :  ;I  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nice(t  care  furvey'd 

The  growth  of  evVy  part, 
'Till  the   whole  fcheme   thy  thoughts  had 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art.  [laid, 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  fea,  and  fire  and  wind, 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  (kill  j 
But  I  review  myfelf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  ftill. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  fhine, 

My  fltih  proclaims  ihy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 
Psalm     CXXXIX.    yi Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  mercies  of  God  innumerubh* 
An  Eyenfttg  Pf.lm. 
i  T    ORD.  when  I  count  th.)  rnercies  o'er, 
JLj     They  firike  me  with  furprife  ; 
Not  aii  the  (and- which  fpread  the  Chore, 
Tp  nqu^l  numbers  rife, 
2  fyly  §efh  with  feai  and  wonder  {lands, 
The  product  of  thy  (kill, 
And  hourly  bkffings  from  thy  hands, 


PSALM    CXLT,  CXLII.  .  29$ 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
3  Thefe  on  m\  heart  by  night  I  keep  : 
How  k;  dear  to  me  ! 

O  may  the  hour  winch  ends  my  fieep, 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 
Psalm     CXI  J.  "Long  Metre. 
Watchfulnefs  and  brotherly   reproof. 
A  Morning  or  Evening Piaim. 

1  14   >T  V  God,  accept  my  -early" yo  ws, 
JJvJL  ki«  mormng  incenfe  in  thy  houfe. 
And  lit  my  nightly  worfhip  rife 

Sweet  ss  the  ev'ningfacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them?  LoreY 
From  ev'ry  ra(h  and  heedlefs  wurd  5 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  Tinners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ft  ray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  way  £ 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  Hied, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  preft  with  grief5 
Til  fly  t\5  heav'.'i  br  their  relief  ; 
And  by  my -warm  petitions,. prove 
How  much  1  prize  their  tV.ithruVlove. 

Psalm     CXLII.     Com  men  Metre. 
■God  is  the  hope  of  the  helplefs. 

1  rpO  Goo  1  niadeVrm  forrows knoVjiJ 

1        Frora  God  I  foL.:u  r>ixf ; 
In -long  como'aints  before  his  throne    ■ 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  jgrtef. 

2  My  foul  was  oyejrwhelm'd  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  who  ail  my  burden  know*?. 


-96  PSALM    CXLIil. 

He  knows  the  way  I  take. 

3  On  ev'ry  fide  I  caft  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone  ; 
While  friends  and  ftrangers  pail  me  by, 
Negle6led  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  porticn  when  I  die,  * 
tt  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  Tarn  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me,  know 
I've  an  almighty  Friendi 

6  From  my  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 

Then  (hall  I  praife  thy  name, 
And  holy  men  (hail  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 
Psalm     CXLIIL     Long  Metre. 
Complaint  of  bevvy  afflictions  in  mind  and  Body, 

1  ~\JfY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  Goc 
J.VJL  Hear  when  1  fpread  my  hands  abroad 

'  And  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 
O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  j 
Behold  thy  fervant  pleads  thy  grace  ; 
Should  juftice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  alive  is  guiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  woes'  which  burden  me  % 
Down  to  the  cluft  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot* 

4  1  dwell  in  darknds  and  unfecn, 
My  heart  is  defolatc  within* 


PSALM    CXL1IL.  297 

My  thoughts  in  mufing  fifence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
Thence  I  derive  a  gttmpfe  of  hope, 
To  bear  my  finking  fpirits  up  ; 
I  ftretch  rny  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirft  juke  parched  land?  for  r2in, 
For  thee  1  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  fmiling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 
And  God  fbr  ever  hide  his  love  ? 
•7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  Cave, 
Will  fink  thy  prisoner  to  the  grave  ; 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 
Make  hade  to  help  before  I  die. 

8  The  night  is  yritneTs  to  my  tears, 
DiftrefFmg  pains,  diftre  fling  fears; 

0  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  weary'd  pow'rs  rejoice  ! 

9  In  thee  I  u  u(t,  to  thee  I  ngh, 
And  lift  my  vveary  foul  on  high  ; 
For  thee  Gt  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tirdome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  mow 
Which  is  the  path  my  ieet  fhould  go  j 
If  fnaresand  fees  btfet  the  road, 

1  fly  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

1 1  Teach  me  to  do  tfey  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  bill  j 
Let  the  go-^d  Spirit  of  thy  love 
Omducl  me  to  thy  courts  above, 

12  ThenThali  rr,y  foul  no.  more  complain^ 
The  tempter  men  (ball  rage  in  vain,_ 
And  flefh,  which  was  my  foe  before, 


?98  PSALM    CXLIV. 

Shall  never  vex  my  To-hit  more. 
Ps.a£'m     CXLTY.    1/2  Part.    Common  Metre 
JlJJiJtante  cvd  <vielo}y  in  the  Jpirhual  iicarfavc- 

j[/  'our  and  rnvfhie'd  ; 

Be  lends  his  b.>;;-ii  with  his  word, 
To  ar.j;  j  field, 

2  WJ  J    v-:1  their  force  unite, 

Hemake,3  my  foul  | 
Inftrudis  me  to  the  hcav'Viv  fighf, 
And  guards  tue  rnVotigh  the  war. 

3  A  Frie  k!  zni  H<-L^r  f 

"Doth  my  weak  c<  fe; 

He  tricik^s  the  glorious  'vi&'ry  raine, 
A.id  his  i}i;-.l  b^ihe  pratf^ 
Psalm     CXLIVi     zd  Part.     Comwon  Iv.: 
9Z<?  <va7liiy  of  man,  and  condefcenjion  of  God. 

1  '"       ORD,  \vbat  i-.  man,  poor  jecDie  man, 
JL/    Bon  3|  the  earth  at  firit  ? 

His  life  a  fhaciow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  haft 'iiingto  the  duft. 

2  O  vvhat  is  feeble  dying  man, 

Or  a*n;y  of  his  r.c?, 
That  God  fh  ulJ  make  it  his  concern 
To  vifit  him  with  prace  ! 

3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 

Who  makes  the  world*  above, 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown, 
How  wonJ'io-.isis  Irs  love  ! 
Psalm     CXL1V.     Long  Metre. 
Grace  above  riches  :  or,  the  happy  natfan. 
I   TTnPFY  the  city  where  their  ions 
JLJL    Like  pdiars  round  a  palace  fet^ 


PSALM    CXLV.  293 

And  daughters,  bright  as  pblilh'd  #ones5 
Give  ftrength  znd  beauty  to  the  ftate. 

2 'Happy  the  country  where  the  iheep, 
Cartle  and  corn,  have  large  inc  reafe  ; 
Where  men  feCurely  work  or  deep, 
Nor  Tons  of' plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thtfs  enclow'd, 
But  m'^e  divine 

On  whom  the  a]!~fuificient  God, 
Himfetf,  with  all  his  grace,  bellows. 
Psalm     CXLV.     Long  Metre. 
Thsgreatnefi  of  GOD. 

1  "&  JTY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  prsife 
XVI  ^hail  fil>  '^e  remnant  of  my  days': 
Thy  grick  employ  my  humble  tongue5 
'Till  death  ard  glory  r; 

2  The  wirrs 

Somethankiu!  tribute  to,thine:ear  ; 
And  ev'ry  felting  iun  fhaM  fee 
New  works  of  "duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  juitice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  efidlefs  ftreaiti  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwi-ft ;  t,i;ne  ?>ger  ilow, 
Butdreadtul  to  tie  fribborn   foe. 

4  Thy  works  v/i-.h  (byVdgn  'Ary  (Line, 
Andfpeik  thvm;: 

Let  ^ev'ry  reshn  with  joy:' 

The  found  ana  he  vie. 

5  Let  dil&rit  tirrie  ravfe 
The  Idlig  it!  '     , 
hw'i  inborn  age   m'<?ke  my  :.'  r.g        i 
The  joy  and  labou                 :6np.ue. 

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3oq  PSALM    CXLV. 

Thy  greatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds; 
•    Vaft  and  unfearch able  thy  ways, 

V*ft  and  immortal  be  thy  praiie. 
Psalm     CXLV.     \ft  Part. '  Common  Metrt 
The  grtatnefs  of  GOO. 

1  T    ONG  as  1  live,  I'll  blefs  thy  namet 

\j    My  iCiog»  my  God  of  love  : 
M)  work  and  joy  (h::l!  be  the  fame, 
In  the  bright  world  above, 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 

And  let  his  praife  be  great : 
I'll  fifig  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  lhali  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  whpe  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  m*n  *  ho  hear  my  (acred  fong, 
ShallAoin  iheir  cheerful  voice. 

4  "Fathers  to  foas  (lull  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  Uam  thy  w^y? : 
Ages  tocomeirry  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  found  thy  praife, 

5  Thy  glorious  dee  I •  cf  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  cf  pow*r,  thy  heav'pjy  ft«te, 
With  public  fplendour  mown. 

6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thine  hand?, 

Thy  faints  are  rul'd  b>;  love  : 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  Hands, 
Through  rocJw  aod  hills  remove. 
Psalm     CXLV.     td  P*rt.     Common  Metrt 
The  gtednejs  of  Go  J. 
iQWEET  is  tnc  num/iy  of  thy  grace> 
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PSALM    CXLV.-  .3*1 

Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoumefs  | 

In  fongs  of  glory  fmg. 
>  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 
His  goodnefs  to  the  flties  \ 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  mines, 
Atid  ev'ry  want  fupplies. 
5  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 
On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
^  And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  conipaffions,  Lord  ! 

How  flow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
How  Toon  he  fends  his  pard'ning  word* 
To  cheer  trie  foal  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endlefs  race, 

Thy  pow'r  and  praife  proclaim  ; 
But  faints,  who  tafte  thy  richer  grace, 
"Delight  to  blefs  thy  name. 
Psalm     CXLV.     $d  Part.'    Common  .Metre., 

Mercy  to  fuffenrs  :  or,  God  hearing  prayer. 
J  TT    ET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  Jpeak* 
%itj    Thou  fov'reign  Lord  of  all  » 
Thy  ftrengthVmg  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raife  the  poor  who  fall. 
q  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  down* 
Or  virtue  lies  diftreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  oppreflbr's  frown, 
Thou  giv'ft  the  mourners  reft. 

3  The  Lord  fupports  our  tott'ring  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth': 
Holy  and  iuilare  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  #Ie  knows  the  pain  his  fervaiH?  "fefii 

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,3o2  PSALM    CXLVI. 

He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
And  their  beft  wifhes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  fhall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fincere  ; 
He  faves  the  fouls  whofe  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  ("word  fhill  flay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  who  ferve  the  Lord,  fhall  fay 
u  They  fought  his  aid  in  vain." 

7  My  lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  praife, 

And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  j 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 
Psalm     CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  for  his  goodnejs  and  truth. 

1  TQRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  her-rt  fhall  join 

In  work  fopleafant,  fo  divine  : 
]Novv  while  the  flefti  is  my  abode, 
And  when  my  fcul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Praife  fhall  employ  my  nobleft  pow'rs, 
While  immortality  endures; 

My  days  of  praife  ihall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft. 

3  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  dull ; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r, 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifr'eW  God  :  he  made  the  fky, 
And  earth  and  feas,  with  all  their  train. 
And  none  fhall  find  his  premife  vain; 


PSALM    CXLVI.  303 

His  truth  for  ever  (lands  ftcure : 
He  faves  th'  oppreft,  be  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  fends  the  lab'ring  confcience  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 
The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind : 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  j 
He  helps  theftrangerin  diflrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 
He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  weiT, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  O  Zion>  ever  reigns  ; 
Praifs  him  in  everlafting  drains. 

Psalm     CXLVI.     Particular  Metre. 

Pralfe  to  God  for  his  goodnefs  and  truth. 

I'LLpraife  my  Maker   with  my  breath  j 
And,  when  my  voice  is  loir  in  death, 

Praife  Siall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  of  praife  thai!  ne'er  be  pair,  \ 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  hft, 

Or  immortality  endures. 
Why  mould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  rrnift  die  and  turn  to  duft  ; 

Vain  is  the  help  cf  flefh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  depart?,  their  pomp  and  poyy'f* 
Aisd  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good, 
HappV  tbe  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  ifrei's  God  :   he  made  the  fby. 

And  earth  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  % 
His  truth  for  ever  (lands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  mail  find  his  promife  vain.. 
The  Lord  hath  eyes  to£lve  the  blind,*. 


304  ftSALM    CXLVII. 

The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  Tends  the  tab'ring  confciencc  p;-ace  : 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diflrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

Andgivesthe  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
Bat  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  : 
Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praife  him  in  everlafting  drains. 

6  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pcw'rs  : 
My  days  of  praife  (ball  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life: and  thoyght*  and  being  lafr, 

Or  immortality  endures. 
Psalm     CXLVII.   \fi  Part,    Long  Metre. 

The  devize  nature*  providence  and  grace. 
[RAISE  ye  tie  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raif* 

Our  heartsand  voices  in  his  praife  : 
nature  2nd  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 
The  Lord  builds  up  Jervfalem, 
And  gathers  nations'  to  his  name  : 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  foul, 
And  makes  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 
He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  hcav'nly  itemes  : 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  ; 
His  vvifdom's  vaft,  and  knows  no  boundj 
A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 
Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  mi^hc ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 


TSALM    CXLVII.  30S2 

-He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 

PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 

Who  fpreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  fky  t 
There  he  prepares  the  fruiiful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn  5 
The  beads  with  food  his  hand  fupply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force, 
The  fprightly  man,  the  warlike horfe, 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb, 

All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

8  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fearr 
And  looks  and  loves  his  image  there- 
in a  lm     CXLVII.     2d  Part.    Long  Metre.. 

Summer  and  Winter, 
I  t(  TET  lion"  praife  the  mighty  God, 

And  make  his  honors  known  abroad  5, 
"  Fcrfweet  the  joy  onrfongs  to  raife, 
<;  And  glorious  is  the  work  of  pr aye  " 
3,  Our  children  are  fecure  and  bleft, 
Our  fhores  have  peace,  our  cities  reft.;. 
He  feeds  our  fons  with  fineft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  bleffing  to  their  meat. 
3  The  changing  feafons  he  ordains, 
"The  early  and  the  latter  rains  : 
His  flakes  of  fnow  like  wool  he  fends3l 
And  thus  the  fpringing  corn  defend**. 
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3©6  PSALM    CXLVII. 

Af  With  hoary  froft  he  ftrews  ihe  ground  ; 
His  hail  defcends  v.-iih  ciatt'ring  found  ; 
Where  is  the  man  fo  vainly  boid, 
Who  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold  ? 
•5  Hs  bids  the  fcuthern  breezes  blow; 
The  ice  diffoives^  the  waters  flow  ; 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways, 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 
6  To  all  our  realm  his  laws  are  fhown  ; 
His  gofpel  through  thenation  known  s 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land  :   praife  ve  the  Lord. 
Psalm     CXLVII.     Common  Metre. 
The  feajens  cf  ihe  year, 
l"TT|  T"Ith  fongs  and  honours  founding  lou 
V  V       Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  fpreads  the  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  fky. 
2. He  fends  his  fhow'rs  of  bleffings  down, 
To  cheer  the  plains  below ; 
He  makes  the  grafs  the  mountains  crown, 
Aad  corn  in  vaiiies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry : 
But  man,  who  tafies  ihe  fined  wheat, 
Should  raife  his  honours  high. 

4  His  fteady  counfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhort  his  race,  . 
And  wini'ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  froft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 

Defcendand  clothe  the  ground  : 
The  liquid  ftr'eams  forbear  to  flow, 


PSALM    CXLVIII.  307. 

In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  ftores  on  high, 

He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch  who  dares  this  God  ddy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail.  . 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  (how, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  : 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  fpfing  return. 
S  The  changing  wind,Hhe  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud, 
Praife  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord. 
Psalm     CXLVJII.     Particular  Metre, 
Praife  to  God  from  ail  creatures, 

1  '\7'£  tribes  of  'jfitamjoin 

j[     With  heav'n,  and' earth,  and  feas, . 
And  crrer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praifew 

Ye  holy  throng 

Of  angels  bright,  - 

In  worlds  of  light, 

Begin  the  fot)g. 

2  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  which  ru'es  the- nighty 
Shine  to  your  Maker's 'praife, 
With  ffars  of  twinkling  fighfci 

Hispowr  declare, 
Ye  floods- on  nrgh, 
A  nd  clo uds . which  fly 
In  empty:air,  ' 

3  The  mining  worlds  abbrc^ ' 
In  glorious^order  fland, 


3o3  PSALM    CXLVIIJ. 

Or  in  fwifc  cpurfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  command. 
Hefpakethe  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To 'praife  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov*d  (heir  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  paft, 

And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  Iafh 
In  difFrent  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wond'rous  name, 
Andfpeak  his  praife. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monfters  of  the  deep, 
The  fifh  which  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  bcfom  fleep  ; 

From  fea  and  fhore 

Their  tribute  pay, 

And  ftifi  difplay 

Their  Maker's  pow'r. 
6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  fnow, 
Praife  ye  th'  almighty  Lord, 
And  ftormy  winds  which  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  mine, 

Or  thunders  roar, 

Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 
£  Ye  mountains  near  the  fkias, 
With  lofty  cedars  therea 


PSALM    CXLv III.      ■  309 

.  And  trees' of  humbler  fize, 

"Which  fruit  in  plenty  bear ; 

Beads,  wild  and  tame, 

.  Birds,  ilies,  and  worms, 

In  various  forms, 

retail  a  15  name.  * 

8  Ye  kings'gnd  judges,  feas 

The  Lord,  tnt  Sbv*rei&s£ Kina  : 

And  while  you  rule  as  here. 

Hi  heav'nly  honours  flfcg  ; 

Nor  let  the  dream 

Of  povA  -z.rd  frate,. 

Make  you  forget 

His  pow'r  (u preme. 

o  Virgins  and  yoi/tm  engage 

To  found  his  praife  divine, 

While  infancy  and  age  - 

Their  feebler  voices  join  : 

■  W>'de  as  he  reigns, " 

Hk  nsrrie  b?  fung 

By  ev'rv  tongue, 

Ine::oka(tr,in^. 

10  L^  ail  the  nations  fear 

The  G'd  who  rule*  ebove;    * 

He  brings  his  people  near,  •' 

And  makes  them  titip  Ins  love. 

While  earth  and  fky 

Attempt  his  praife, 

Kis  faints  (has!  raife 

His  honour?  high. 

Psalm     eXLVIIJ.  ■>  Long  Metre. 

Paraphrafed. 

Uni'v.erfal praij'e-  to  God. 
'a 


316  PSALM    CXLVIII. 

1  T    OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 

\^j    From  diftant  worlds  where  creature 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  folemn  word,  [dwell 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 
Not*}  This  Pfalnrs  may  he   lung  to  a  difFerer 

metre,    by  adding   the  two   followin, 

lines  to  each  ftanza, 
Each  of  his  works  Ins  natoe  dlfpiays^ 
But  they  can  ne'tr  fulfil  his  praije. 

2  The  Lord  !  bow  abiolute  he  reigns  ! 
Letev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing cf  his  love  in  heav'nly  ftrains, 
And  (peak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  ft  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  {hilling  blifs ; 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  fun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempefts,  and  his  fame 
In  founds  of  dreadful  praifc  declare  ; 
And  the  fweet  whifper  of  his  name, 
Fiil  ev'ry  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  cloud?,  r.nd  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire, 
Let  the  firm  e*fth  and  rolling  lea 
In  this  eternal  fong  confpire. 

:6  Ye  flow'ry  plains  pioclaim  his  fkill ; 

V allies  lie  low  before  his  eye  ; 

And  let  his  praife  from  ev'ry  bill 

Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  fky. 
-.7  Ye  ftubborn  oak?,  and  (lately  pines, 

Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 

Praife  him  ye  beafts,  in  dfflVent  (train*  :; 

The  Iamb  mull  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 


*.SALM    CXLVIII.  311 

\  Birds,  ye  muft  make  his  praife  your  theme, 
Nature  demands  a  fong  from  you  : 
While  the  dumb  fifh  which  cut  the  ftream, 
Leap  up  and  mean  his  praifes  too. 

)  Mortals  C2n  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  lings  ? 
O  for  a  fhout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  fwains  and  lofty  kings. 

10  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies, 
Let  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder,  fhout  his  praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  to  his  throne. 

i  I  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word, 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue  ! 
But  faints  who  beft  have  known   the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nofeleft  fong. 

12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  chord : 
From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.    Short  Metre. 
Uniuerfal  praife.  > 

1  "|"    ET  ev'ry  creature  join 

1  ,y    To  praife  th'  eternal  God  5 
•Ye  heav'nly  hofts,  the  fong  begin, 
And  fcundhis  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftany  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  worlds  above, 

And  fix**!  their  wond'rous  frame  : 
By  his  command  they  ftand  or  move, 


3i2  PSALM    CXXVIIL' 

And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  you  -rife, 

Or  fall  in  fhow'rs  of  faow  ; 
Ye  thunders  murm'ring  round  the  fkies, 
His  pow'r  and  gloFy  fhow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  fhfhing  fire, 

Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorm-s  confpire 
Ta  execute  his  word. 

6  By*:ll  his  works  above, 

.His honours  be  expreft  :  ■ 
But  faints  wha  tafte  his  living  !ove:, 
Should   (in*  his  praifes  beft. 

PAUSE       i, 

1  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  $ 

Praife  him  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monfters  of  the  feas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  fky, 

L?t  his  high  praife  refound  ; 
From  humble  faruhs  and  cedars  higf^ 
Aftd  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of/he  wood, 

And  tamer  beafts  which  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  he  experts  your  praife. 
io  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 

On  high  his  praifes  bear  ; 
Or  fit  on  flow'ry  boughs,  and  fing 

Your  Maker's  glory  there. 
1 1  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 

His  various  wifdore  (how, 
And  flies,  in  all  your  (birring  forms, 


PSALM    CXLIX.  ji 3 

Praife  him  whodreft  yon  fo. 

12  B    aH  the  earth-born  race, 
H.3  honors  be  expreft ; 

But  faints  who  know  his  heav'nly  gracfc, 
Should  learn  to  praife  him  beft. 

PAUSE    XI. 

13  Monarch*  of  w-ck  command, 
Fraife  ye  ih'  eternal  King  ; 

Judges  adore  that  fov'reign  ftaad, 

Whence  all  your  honours  fpring. 

1 4.  L"t  vig'roas  youth  engage 
To  found  his  praifes  high  : 

While  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
Their  feebler  voices  try, 

15  United  zeal  be  fhown. 
His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife  ; 

God  is  the  Lord,  his  name  alone 
Deferves  ©ur  endlefs  praife. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 
And  all  pronounce  him  blefr; 

But  Hunts  who  dwell  fo  near  his  heart, 
Should  fi»g  his  pmfes  beft. 
Psalm     CXLIX.     Common  Mftre. 
1  Praife  Gad  mil  bis  faints':  *r,  faints jmdgiagtkewwli. 
I     yl    LLye  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice% 
Jf\_     And  let  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
Amsdft  the  church  with  cheerful  voice,, 
Hi-  later  wonders  fhsw. 
%  Th«  yews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fing : 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife^ 
While  Zits  owns  her  King. 
3  The  L«rd  takes  pleefure  in  the juft, 
Cc 


314  P  S  A  L  M    CL. 

Whom  miners  ti eat  with  fcorn  ; 
The  me;.k,  who  lie  difpis'd  in  duft, 
Salv&tion  ihall  adorn. 
4.  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  in  their  King, 
Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  ; 
And  like  the  louTs  us  glory  fing, 
For  Gd  fh,]|  raife  the  dead, 
£  Then  hit  nigh  praifc  ihad  fill  their  tongue^ 
1  heir  hand':  ih  .il  wield  the  iword  : 
And  vtngeancc  ihall  aitend  their  fongs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
6  Wh;-n  Cbri/f  bis  judgment-feat  afcends, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'a  for  all  his  friend*, 
Wnohumoly  lov'd  him  here. 
J  Thee  fhiill  they  rule  with  iron  rod 
Nations  who  dar'd  rebel  : 
And  join  the  fentence  cf  their  Go^, 
On  tyrants  doom'd'  to  hell. 
8  The  royal  (inners  bound  in  chains, 
New  triumphs  {hall  afford; 
Juch  honor  for  the  faints  remain  5 
Praife  ye  and  love  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CL.     Common  Me tre* 
Jfwg  tfprnije. 
■t  TN  God's  own  hcule  pronounce  his  praijf 
1    His  grace  he  there  reveals  j 
I'o  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raiffj 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 
%  Let  all  your  facred  p? (lions  move, 
While  you  rehe2r(e  his  dtteds ; 
But  the  great  work  of  laving  lore, 
•  Your  highefi  nraifc  exceed. 


DOXOLOG1ES.  /  .515 

3  All  th-Jt  have  mqtion.  life  and  breath, 
Proclaim  yourMaker  bk'l ; 
Yet  wfeert  my  *oiee  ej^ire^li^d^atfi^    . 
My  (aid  foal!  pr^ifehim  bed. 
T^  Chrljiidjt  Doxclogy. 
L<n\<y  Metre. 

TO  Goat  ,"  faj    -r,  God  the  Son, 
And  G   :  t  \:  S _/:i  it,  three  In  one. 
Be  honour,  praife,   md  glory  ;■  v'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  *nd  ail  in  heav:n. 
Common  Metre:,      f 

LET  God  the  lather,  and  the  Set*, 
And  Spirit  be  sdsr'd, 
W  nere  there  a reworks  to  nr-.ke  him  known, 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord* 
torn.  Metre,  where  the  nine  ihtludes  tt#o  fia:i%au 

THE  God  oi  mercy  b*  ado/d, 
Who  calls  our  (bids  from  deal!*. 
Who  faves  by  his  redeemmg  Word, 

And  new-creating  breath** 
„■---■  -o 

To  praiie  the  i'ather,  and  the  Son, 

Ana  S<piric  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  Oise* 

Let  faints  and  angel*  join. 
Short  Metre. 

YE  angels  round  trie  throne, 
And  faints  who  dwell  below, 
®(pnilip  tne  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  bieis  the  Spirit  coo. 
Particular  Metre. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  (acred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
fc;ciAwi  praife  and  fciory  giv'a, 


■3Ufr  BOXOLOGIES. 

Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known 
By  all  .the  angels  hear  the  throne, 

And  all  the  &in!s  in  earth  and  heav'n. 
/"T^O  God  the  Father's  throne, 

X      Perpetual  hon»rs  raife  j 
Gi*rjr  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
With  all  oar  pswVs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  fing, 
'      Wfcile  &ith  adores. 


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H     Y     M     N     S 
SPIRITUAL  SONGS* 

Book     I. 

Collefte d  from  the  Holy  Script u re 3, 

Hymn     I.     Common  Metre. 
A  new  Jong  to  ths  Lamb  that  was  fiain.     Rev;  V. 
6,  8,  9,  IO,  12. 

1  TJEHOLD  tha  glories  ofthe  Lamb 
J3  Amidrl  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 

Asd  fengs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  wodhip  at  his  feef3 

The  church  adore  around  -r 
Witlt  vials  full  of  odours  fweef, 
And  harps  of  fweetcft  found. 

3  Tfaofe  are' the  pr«yrrs'of  all  the  faint% 

Aad  thefe  the  -hymfis-  they  raife  : 
Jcfus  is  kind  to  ourcemplaitts, 
He  loves  fc&  hear  oyr  praife. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  (hall  look 

Into  thyiecrei  will  ? 
Who  but  the  S^n  (hail  take  that  b©ok? 
And  open -ev '17  feal  \ 


6«o  &YMNS  AND  £, 

5  He  ftnll  fulfil  thy  great  decrees, 

The  Son  deferves  it  well  ; 
Lo,  in  bis  hand  the'fov'i ei^n  keys. 
Of  heav'n,  of  death,  and  hell  \] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flam, 

Be  endlefs  bleflings  paid  : 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy«  head  : 

7  Thou  baft  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 

Haft  fet  the  pris'ners  free, 
Haft  made  us  kings  and  pnefts  to  God, 
And  we  ihall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Are  put  beneath  thy  powrr  ; 
Then  Shorten  thefe  delavingdays, 
And  bring  the  pronmM  hour. 
Hymn     II.     Long  Metre. 
The  Deity  and  humanity  cf  C h r i  u .      J o h  n  i .   1 ,  3 
14.     Col.  i.  16.     Eph.  iii.  9,  10. 

ERE  the  blue  heayfns  were  itr eu  hM  abroad 
From  everlafting  was  the  Word  : 
With  God  he  was;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  muft  divinely  be  adorM. 

2  By  his  own  pow'r  were;  all  things  made  ; 
By  him  fupportedaU  things  Hand  ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  fin  was  born,  or  S-atan  fell,  , 
He  led  the  hoft  of  morning  flars  ; 
(Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  r) 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofc  heav'nly  form?, 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  clay, 


•  ,  I.  SPIRITUAL  SOxNGS,  32I 

That  he  may  hold  convnfe  with  worms, 
DretVd  in  fuch  feeble  fleih  as  they  ! 
Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  S&n  ; 
How  lull  of  tjuth  !  ho^v  full  of  grace, 
When  through  his  flefli  the  Godhead  mans  I 
Arch-angels  leave  their  high  abode* 
To  learn  new  myft'ries  here^  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  ddc*  ;v:ing  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanutl 

Hymn     III.     Short  Metre. 
\Vle  nativity  ^Chfift.     Luke  i.  3©,  &c.     Luke 
ii.  20,  &c. 
I   lF|EHOLD5  the  grace  appears, 

jQ-  The  premife  is  ftflii/d  j 
Marjy  the  Wond'rous  virgin,  bears, 

Afid  Jefus  is  the  child. 
7i  [The  Lord,  the  higheft  God, 

Calls  him  his  only  Son  j 
He  bids  him  rule  the  laeds  abroad, 

And  gives  h\m^Davidys  throne. 

3  O'er  Jacsb  (hall  &e  reign 
With  a  peculiar  fway  ; 

The  nations  m^U  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
An  heav'niy  form  appears  ; 

He  tells  the  fhepherds  of  their  joys, 

And  banifhes  their  fears. 
5,  Go,  bumble  /mains ,  faid  he, 

To  David1 V  city  fly  ; 
The  promts' d  Infant  born  to-day^ 

Doth  in  a  manger  lie  I 


622  HYMNS  AND  Ei 

6  JVith  looks  an  i  \  fa r. t s  fe re n e. 

Go  Viflt  K  :r  ii-.ng  ', 

And  ftrui'  op  was  feen —        \ 

Th<   ihqfh  rd?  heard  them  fing ; 

7  G/<?r;;  to  >'.-  h  ! 

,  n'j  "peace  on  earth >  ; 
Goad.  -■!.■:.:■  fa  ,?/i?/,  fci  angels  j?y. 
At  .  hi  I  s  £<Vi~  / 

8  [In  i  i  divine, 

Let  ;  iv  their  tongues; 

With  the  celeftial  boft  w-e  join, 

fhtif  icn^s  i 

9  (P/pry  fr  GjI'oi  bl$b  ! 

sud  heavrJy  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-vAi:  to  men,  ir,  attach  joy, 
At  <mr.  •Redeemer's  birth 
Hym:<  ;red  to  Psalm  II. 

■  H'iMN     V-     Common  Metre. 
Sub7;iijf::>n  ;-j  a^t^i-je  providences.      Job  i.2I, 
I   TVTAkRD  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
J3J'    And  crept  to  Life  at  Sift, 
Vv  c  to  the  eartn  return  again, 
And  ,n!nt  le  with  our  cu(t. 
'2  The  aear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
And  for..il\  call  our  own, 
Are  our  fh;;rt  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 
3  'TisGod  whoHfcs  our  comforts  high, 
O;  fihVg  them  in  the  grave, 
He  gives,  and  (bleijfed  be  his  name) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
^  Peace,  ail  our  aii£ry  palliop.s  thenj 
Let  each  rebel  a  u  us  ii^h 


I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  6f3 

Be  filent  at  h'fs  fov'rfign  wiM, 

Andcv'iy  mumur  die. 
If  fmiliitg  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praifeS  lhaii  beTpiead, 
And  we'll  ado/e  \h.  juitice  too, 

Which  ftrife  our  cormon-  d^ad. 
Hymn     VL     Common  Metre. 
^Triumph  fver  <k.&tb.     J*>b  xix.  25,  26,  2jr. 

GRE  vT  G<j-\  town  thy  lenience  ju$, 
And  nature  mult  decay  ;' 
I    1  yield  my  body  to  the  duft, 
I        To  dwell  with  fe  <©w-ciay. 
8  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave3 
And  tramp'e  on  tfteiombs  ; 
My  jf'fosj  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  G->d,  my  Saviaur  comes. 
J  The  mighty  Corq  i'ror  ihall  appear 
Hi^h  en  a  royal  ieat, 
And  death  (the  laftof  all  his  foes) 
Lie  vanquifh'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  fki% 

And  gnaw  my  wafting  flefn, 
When  God  (hall  build  mv  bones  agaigj 
He'il  clothe  them  all  afrefh  : 

5  Then  (hall  I  fee  thy  lovely  face. 

With  ftrong  immortal  eyes, 
And  fcaft  upon  thy  unknown  gracey 
With  pleafure  and  furprife. 
Hymn     VII.    Common  Metre. 
Wbe invitation  of the  go/pel;    or,  fpiritntl  fgfid  eM 

chathi&g*     16.  lv.  1 ,  'a,  &C. 
x   T"    ET  evVy  mo/tal  ear  attend, 
I  j    Andcv'ry  heart  rejoice, 


fraSt  HYMNS  JND  B|I 

_  The  truTsp*?t  oi  the  gofpel  founds 

With  Jii  inviting  voice. 
%  Ho!    all  y-  hup^ry  ftarving  fouls, 
Who  Jejeu  up->n  the  wind, 
And  vainly  ftnve  wvith  earthly  toys 
T©  fill  an  empty  mind  : 
*3  Eternal  wifdotn  has  prepar'd  * 
A  fpul,-revivi.ng  fea(t» 
And  bioVyour  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifion  tarie. 
4  Ho  !   ye  who  pant  for  living  ftreams, 
A  ad  pine  away  and  die  \ 
Here  you  may  quencfe  your  raging  tbirf!, 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 
*J  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine, 
$  [Ye  perifhing  and  naked  poor, 
Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  ofyour  own, 
WTiich  will  not  hide  your  fm  : 

7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  fouls 

In  robes  prepar'd  b/  God, 
Wrought  by  the  Jabeur&of  his  San, 
And  dy'd  \\\  his  own  klood  ] 

8  Dt»r  God  1  the  treafures  pr  thy  love 

Are  everUfciing  mines, 
Deepas®ur  he'plcfs  mis'riesare, 
*     And  boundless  as  our  fins  ! 

9  The  happy  gat; s  of  gofpel  ^race 

Stand  open  nigbt  and  day  : 
Iiord,  we  are  come  tofcek  fupolies, 


T.L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  325 

And  drive  our  wants  away. 
Hymn     VIII.     Common  Metre. 
Thefafety  and proiediion  of  the  church.     Ifa.  XXVI. 

U  2,  3>  4>  5*  6- 
OW  honourable  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  (rand, 
a»,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beaut  j  of  the  land  ! 
I  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
Ths  city  where  wc  dwell  ; 
The  walls  of  ftrong  falrasion  made3 
Defy  fh'ailaults  of  hell. 
I  Lift  up  the  everting  gates, 
'Che  doors  wide  open  fling  : 
Enter  |e  nations,  who  obey 
The  t  ■■  .<■, 
f  Bsre  Isdjoys, 

lou.  wh«  have  kno7?n  Jekeveh's  name, 
And  ve'ntar'd  on  his  grace, 
5  Truri  m  tbe-JLord,  for  erer  trufr, 
And  bsnifh  all  ybur  fears  : 
Strength  in  \hz  jLard.Jebroah  clvvelJf, 
Eternal  as  his  vears* 
i  What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high  ,? 
His  arm  '  ihall  bring  them  low  j 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave, 
Their  lofty  heads  fhall  bow, 
I  On  Babylon  our  fttt  fhall  tread, 
I".  t\uk  rejoicing  hour  ; 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  Hull-  fpread 
A  ~3 vcmcnt  for  the  poor*- 
Hymn     IX.    Cemraon  Metre* 
D  d 


325  HYMNS  JND  B.  I. 

The  prcmifes  of  the  covenant  of  grace.    Ifa.lv.  1,2. 
Zecxiii.  1.     Mic.vii.  19.     E&ek.xxxvi.2$,&c. 

1  TN  vain  welavilh  out  our  lives 

To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choiceft  bleffings  earth  can  yield, 
Will  ftarve  an  hungry  mind. 

2  Come,  and  the  Lord  ih  11  feed  our  fouls 

With  more  fubttantiai  meat, 
With  fuch  as  faints  in  glory  love,  . 
With  fr:h  as  angols  e3t. 

3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  fupply. 

And  fill  our  heart  with  peace ; 
He  gives  by  cov'nznt  and  by  oath, 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

4  Come,  and  hieM  cleanfe  our  fpotted  fouls, 

And  wafh  away  our  ftains, 
In  the  dear  fountain  which  his  Son 
Pour'dfrcm  his  dymg  vein?. 

5  [Our  guilt  (hall  vanifh  all  away, 

Though  black  as  hell  beiore  ;    • 
Our  fins  (hall  •fink  beneath  the  fa. 
And  (h-ill  be  found  no  more. 

6  And  left  pollution  ihoula  o'erfprcad 

Our  inward  pow'rs  again. 
Hi*  Spirit  (hall  be  :  w  our  fculs 
Like  purifying  rain.] 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty  ftubborn  thing, 

Which  terrors  cannot  move, 
Which  fears  no  threatnings  of  his  w.atb, 
Shall  bedifL-lv'dbylovc: 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away, 

Which  vo*.:!d  not  he  reftn'd, 
A-.d  frooj  the  tfecsfure*  of  his  grace, 


P.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  327 

Beftow  a  fofter  mind. 
.9  There  Hull  his  facred  Spirit  dwell, 
And  deep  engrave  his  law, 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fou^s 
To  fweet  obedience  draw, 
lo  Thus  will  he  pour  falvation  down, 
And  we  (hall  render  praife  ; 
We,  the  dea/  people  of  his  love, 
And  he  cur  God  of  grace. 

Hymn     X.     Short  Metre. 
Tfe  hlejfednef?  of gofpel-times  :  or,  the    revelation- of 
*  (thrift  to  Jews  and  Gentiles.     Jfa.  V.  2,7,  8,  9, 
19.     Matth.  xiii.  1 6,  17. 

1  f  JOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
JLJL  Whoftandon  Zwa'shill, 

Who  bring  falyation  on  their  tongues, 
And  A*ordi  oi  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  iweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
J<  Ziori)  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 

"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  beret" 

3  Kow  happy  are  cur  ears, 

Which  hear  this  joyful  found, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blelled  are  our  eyes, 

Which  fee  this  heav'nly  light : 
Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  *, 
yerufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 
And  defam  iearn  thsjoy. 


3»»'  >  HYMNS  JND  B.I 

6  The  Lcrd  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ) 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  beheld 

Their  S:viofar  and  their  God. 
Hymn     XL     Long  Metre. 
The  hi'jnhle  enlightens d,  and  car  ■  humbled  : 

or,  the  firvereignty  of  grace.     Luke  x.  21,  22. 

FlHltKc  fie'd, 

J^     Andipokehisj&yinWbHsqf  prai   .; 

ehtr,  I  ti. 
fi  Lcrd  of  the  earth,  and  hrav'ns,  and 

2  4C  I  ;n  pnw'r  and  love, 

ecefs ; 
<iA;.  .  :  learfi 

«•  T 

3  <;  Bat  ill  l his  glory  "  '         race. 
<*  From  men  or  prudence  and  of*  might  : 

•  '  Ti  aids  their  eyes, 

ft  Ahd  their  own  pride  rends  the:  light.. 
4.  "  Father, -lis  thus,  fcecaufe  thy 

4;  (  3  ortfain'd  it  fhou  d  be  To  ; 

be  proud, 

4i  ftnd  lay  the  haughty  fforner  krvf. 
c  "•!  scan  know  theFat  bet  right, 

But  thole  who  team  it  fr<  n, 

44  Not  c*n  the  St  ivM 

♦4  But  where  thiFarhc-r  roskes  \'n\)  known/' 
6  Then  let  our  fouls  r.dcc  onr  God, 

W.  ?aT-s  j 

Nur gives  to  mortals  an  account, 

Or  of  hi*  aC; 

Psai  Common  Metre. 

£>**  grace  revealitg  Cbnji,     L  -J  ke  X .  .2 1 , 


•?..  -5P11ITUAL  SONGS.  'M 

I    ^ESUS  the  man  of  coriftatit  ^rief, 
*/     A  muurner  ai!  hi?  d.-.ys  ; 
His  fpiric  once  rejj&icd  aloud, 
And  turn \\  hisjo)  ro  praife. 
2.  Father y  I  thank  thy  vjond'rous  !oycr 
Which  hath  rtvea*  d  thy  Son     . 
To  nun  unlearned  ;  and  to  babes 
Has  ?nade  thy  go/pel  known. 

3  The  my  (Fries  of  1  edeeming  grace ' 

Are  hidden  from  the  ■wife, 
While  pride  and  carnal  reasoning  join 
Tq  /well  and  blind  their  eyes. 

4  Thus  ricth  the  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth, 

His  great  decrees  fulfil, 
And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace, 
By  hisown  fov'reign  will. 

Hymn     XIII.     Long  Metre. 
The  titles  and  kingdom  o/ChriJt.      Ifa.  x:.  2,  6,  7, 
I   r  j  AH£  lands  which  long  in  darknUs  i/v, 
J^    Now  have  beheld  a  heav'nly  light  5- 
Ntidons  which  fat  in  death's  cold  (hade, 
Arebleft  with  beams  divinely  blight. 
%  The  virgin's  prorruYd  Son  is  born  5 
Behold  th'  ^.xpeSed  Child  appear.: 
What  (hail  hi?  names  or  titles  be  ?' 
The  Wonderful,  the  Csunftlkr. 

3  [This  Infant  h  ths  Mighty  Gcd, 
Come  to  be  fuckled  and  adbr'd  j 

*Y h'  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  peace, 
The  Son  of  David,  and  hi*  Lord.] 

4  The  government  of  earth  and  feas 
Upon  his  ihoulder  (hill  be  laid  ; 
His  wide  dominion  (tall  increafe* 


350  KYMNS    JND  B.I 

And  honours  to  his  name  be  paid. 
5  Jefus,  the  holy  Child,  (hall  fit 

High  on  his  father  Davids  throne, 

Shall  cruih  his  foes  beneath  his  feet, 

And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown. 
Hymn     XIV.     Long  Metre. 

The  triumph  ofjaitb.     Rom.  viii.  33,  &c. 

2    ^  T  THO  fljall  cheLorcTs  elect  condemn  i 

V V   '^  *3  God  vvhojuftifies  their  fouls, 

And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  ftream, 

O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  mail  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ? 

* Tis  Cbrifi  who  Cuffer'd  in  their  ftead  ; 
And  the  (alvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  rifmg  from  the  dead  ! 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  fits  above, 
For  ever  interceding  there  : 

Who  fhill  divide  us  from  his  love  r 
Or  what  fliould  tempt  us  to  defpafr  ? 

4  Shall  perfecution  or  diftreis  ? 
Famine,  or  febrd,  or  nakedhefs  ? 

He  who  hath  lov'd  u-   bears' us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too". 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  povv'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Cbrifi  is  our  life,  our  joy  our  hope, 
Korean  we  {ink  with  fiich  a  prop. 

$  Not  all  which' men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  powVs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Cbrifi  our  love* 
H  y  m  n    XV.    Lqr  gp  Vt  e  tre . 

%ur  own  wtaknsfs,  and  Cbrifi  ourftrzngth.  2  Ccr, 


.1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  331 

xii.  7,  9,  10. 

LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
Strength  Jhall  be  equal  to  the  day  : 
1  hen  I  rejoice  in  deep  diitrefs, 
Leaning  on  all-fufncient  grace. 
I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Cbrj/i's  own  pow'r  may  reft  on  me  1 
When  I  am  weak,  theji  am  I  ftr.ong, 
Grace  is  my  fhield,  and  Chrift  my  fong. 
I  can  do  ail  things,  or  can  bear 
Ail  fuff 'rings,  if  nay  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pi eafu res  mingle  with  the  pains* 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  fuftains. 
1   But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  fpring  and  rife, 
WTe  find  how  great  our  weaknefs  is. 
5  So  Sampfen,  when  his  hair  was  loft, 
Met  (he  Philiftines  to  his  coit  ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fad  furprife, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  left  his  eyes. 
Hymn     XVI.     Common  Metre. 
Hojanna  to  Chrift,     Matth.  xxi.  9.    Luke  xh& 

38,  40. 
r    TJOSJNNJ  to  the  rcyal  Son 
Of  David's  ancient  line  ? 
His  natures  two,  his  perfon  one, 
M)"fterious  and  divine. 
I  The  root  of  David  here  we  find,  * 
And  offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
•Incur  Imwanuel's  name. 
3  Bie&'d  He  who  comes  to  wretched  pici* 


^2  HYMNS    AND  I 

With  peaceful  news  from  heav'n  j 
Hofannas  <>f  the  higheii  fiiam, 
1  ..  Chrifl  ike  Lt>rd  fee  giy'n  ! 
4  Let  ins  r  a !  ■  ne'er  rt  fufe  to  take 

Th'  Hofanna •  r,n  their  tongues,  " 
Lei*  rock*  and  ttonts  Jhould  nfe,  and  brea 
Their  n  eme  into  fongs. 
Hy  m  n     XVII.     Common  M  etre. 
Victory  over  death.      I  Cor.  XV.  55,  &C« 

1  i^\  FOR  an  otereoming  faith, 
\^F  To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  ttiumph  o'er  the  monffer  death. 

And  all  his  fFightfi/f  po^'rs  ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  th3  ftrength  I  have, 

My  quiv'ring  lip  fliould  fing, 
Where  is  thy  boaftei v'tfifry grave  f 
And  where  the  mtnfter's  jiing  ? 

3  If  finbi  pardonM,  Tm  f«cuie, 

Death  has  no  fVmg  befide  % 
The  h<r  fives  fin  its  damning  pow'r  ; 
But  Chrifl  my  r.nfom  dy'd. 

4  N"*  t<«  tb«  God  of  v:£rory 

Frrrnv  -  '.ar  rh.-nk.s  be  p*id, 
Who  rjaake   us  c  ^qu'firs  *h;!e  we  die, 
■!  Ji  Chri/f    >ur  livt-  ^j  head. 
Hvmn     XVI II.     Common  Metre. 
BleffeJ  are  the  dead  which  die  in  tixLord.  Rev  xiv.l! 
I    T  TT£/\R  what  the  voice  irum  heav  n  pro 
Jf  1    Fur  all  the  pious  dead  ;  [claim 

Svl:i  i>the  fawmr  of  their  names, 
And  foft  their  fledping  bed. 
2.  Th-v  die  in  Jefus.  ^':d  are  blefs'dj 
How  kind  ihcu  ilumbers  are  I 


L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  333 

From  fufF  rings  and  frem  fins  released,- 
:  And  freed  from  er'ry  (bare. 
Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  itrifey 

They're  pre  fen  t  with  the  Lord  j 
The  labours  of  their  mprt&l  iifc 
End  in  a  large  reward. 
Hymn     XIX.    Com m on  Metre. 
e  fang  of  Simeon  :  _or\  ds&th  ntttde  defirabk, 
Luke  i.    27,  &'c. 
CRD,  at  thy  temple  we.2ppear, 
As  happy  Simeon  came. 
And  hope  tp  pee?  e^ur  Saviour  here  j 

O  make  our  joys  the  fame. 
With  wh&£  envmssand  vsit  delight 

The  gfcod  old  fean  was  fili'd, 
When  fondly  in  hts  wrthefrd  arms 

tfc'-cfc^i  'y  child  : 

**  Nosr  leg:)  legve  this  worM,  he  cry*d, 

M  Behold  ihy  fervant  diss  ; 
"  1  vefesn  thy  great  folvaticn,  Lord,, 

u  And  ciofe  my  nsaeefu]  eves. 
Ss  Th^  is  the  ii^ht  prepar'd  to  fiiine 

"  Upon  the  Gentle  'and?, 
"  Tnir:e  Jjr'Wi  glofy,  and  their  hap?, 

^  T- ,i-rcrck  rheiffiaviOj  bands." 
\Jsms  I   tile  vilion  vi  my  face 
•Hath  pyerpo^r'fUig  charms  ! 
Scarce  0>a'i  i  feel  death '.>  ccid  embrace, 

If  Chrlilb-  in  my  arm.. , 
rhea  svhU^  v-u  h^r  myh^arr-^ringv  bretk, 

Ho*'  fweet  rn  y  annate?  roil! 
A  mo  •  \  palensft  op  my  chcejr, 
But  glory  in  my  fotdVT 


334  HYMNS    AND  B. 

Hymn     XX.     Common  Metre. 
Spiritual  apparel >  viz.   the  robe  of  right eoufnefs,  ai 

garments  cf filiation.      Ifa.  Ixi.  10. 

1  A    WAKE  my  heart,  arife  u\y  tongue,, 
XX     Prepare  a  tuneful  voice,; 

in  G  xi  tneiife  of  all  my  joy, 
Aloud  V7u\  I  rejoice. 

2  'Pis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  foul, 

And  made  falvation  mine  ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  maktes  his  graces  mine. 

3  And  left  the  (hadow  pf  a  fpoc 

Should  on  my  foul  he  round, 
He  took  tins  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  caft  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  re  heav'nly  road  exceeds 

What  earthly  ponces  wear  ! 
Thefe  Qrnatne*.t5,  how  bright  they  mine  1 
How  while  ihe  garments  *re  ! 
jj  The  Spirit  wrought  my  iahh  and  love, 
And  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace  ; 
But  Jefus  fpent  his  life,  to  woik 
The  robe  of  jightebufiiejs. 
6  Strangely,  my  fqu!,  art  thou  array 'd 
By  the  great  facred  Tkrje  ! 
In  fweeteft  tumony  ofpraife 
L"t  all  thy  powY'i  zgree, 
Hymn     XXI.     Common  Metre. 
A  "vifion  cf  ihe  kingdom  of  Chriii  among  men.   Rev 

xxi.  i,  2,  3,  4. 
I    T    O,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears 
jL/  To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
Trie  earth  and  feas  are  p*fs'd  away, 


I  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  33S 

!    And  the  old  rolling  flties. 

!;,rom  the  third  heav'n   where  God  refides. 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
!The  New-JeruJcJem  comes  down 

Adom'd  with  (Lining  grace. 
Attending  ange's  fhout  forjoy, 

And  the  bright  armies  ling, 
:<  Mortals,  behold  the  facrecS  feat 

u  Of  your  defcending  King. 
■*  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

u  Removes  his  bleft  abode  ; 
"  Mess  the  dear  objects,  of  his  g^sce, 

*»  And  he  the  loving  God. 
"  Hi*  own  foft  hand  fhall  wipe  the  tear 

41  From  ev'ry  weeping  eye, 
"  And  pains,  and  g'-oan%  and    griefo,  and 

»«  And  death  itfelf  {ball  die."  [fears, 

Kr>w  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  !  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 

And -brins;  the  welcome  day. 
mn  XXII,  esf  XXIII.  Referred  to  Pfalm  CXXV. 

Hymn     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 
?e  rich  /inner  dying.  Pfal.  xlix\  6,  9.  Eccl.  viii. 
8.     Job  iii.  14,  15. 

IN- vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 
And  heap  their  mining  dull  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  fcom  the  humble  pc  or, 
And  bcaft  their  lofty  hills  of*  gain. 
Their  golden  cordiab  cannoi  eafe 
THeir  pained  hearts  or  aclr  ig  heads, 
Nor  fright  nor  bribe  anproac  iing  death 
From  glitt'ring  roofs  and  downy  beds. 


A  LL ; 

Behoid,  an 


31$  HYMNS    AND     ,  B.J| 

3  The  lingering,  tb*  unwilling  foul, 
The difaial  fu morons  muitobey. 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewell 
To  the  pale  lump  of  lifelefs  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
Where  kings  and  ihves  h»?e  equal  thrones  : 
Their  bcnes  without  diftiudhon  lie 
Amontr  the  heaps  of  meaner  bones. 

Thi  reft  referred  tt  Pfalm  xlix. 
Hymn     XXV.     Long  Metre. 
A  villon  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  v.  6,  7,  8,  9. 
LL  mortal  vanities  be  gone$ 

tempt  n.-y  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears  \ 
amid  th'  eternal  throne, 
A  vifionofthe  Lamb  appears* 

2  [Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adcrns, 
M'irk'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  : 
S^v'n  are  hi*  eyes,  and  icv'n  his  horns, 
To  fpeak  his  wifdom  and  his  pow'r. 

3  Lo^h*  receives  a  fealed  book 
From  him  who  firs  upon  the  throne  : 
Iff/as,  »y  Lord,  prevails  to  look 
Oh  dark  deer#es,  anal  things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  alTembiiag  feints  around, 
Fall  worfhipping  before  the  Lamb,- 
And,  in  new  fong*  of  gofpsi  found, 
Addrefs  their  honours  1 0  his  name. 

5  [The  joy,  the  (hout7  the  harmony 
Flies  o'er  the  everlaiting  hiUs  : 
Worthy  art  thou  aione^  they  cry, 
To  read  the  bosk,  to  loofe  the  feals. 

6  Our  voices  join  the  heav'niy  ftrain, 
'And  with  tranfporting  pleafurc  fing, 


,  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  33? 

«  Worthy  the  Lamb  who  once  was  flain, 
To  be  our  teacher  and  our  king. 
His  words  of  prophecy,  reveal 
Eternal  ccunfek,  deep  defigns  : 
His  grace  and  vengeance  (hah  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 
Thou  hail  redeem'd  our  fouls  from  hell 
With  thine  invaluable  bfood  ; 
And  wretcher,  who  did  once  rebel, 
Are  now  made  fav'rites  of  their  God. 
Worthy  forever  is  the  Lord. 
Who  dyrd  for  treafons  not  his  own, 
By  evVy  tongue  to  be  adord5     . 
And  dwell  upon  his  Father'*  throne*-'' 
Hymn     XXTI.    Common  Metre. 
Hope  of  heaven  by  the  rejurretzion  of  ChriR. 
1  £et.  i.  {,  4,  5. 

BLESS'D'be  the  ever!  a  Sing  God, 
The  Father  of  our  Lord  : 
Be   j.is  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majeRy  ador'd. 
,  When  from  tlie  dead  he  rab'd  his.  Son, 
And  caH'd  him  to  the  iky, 
He  gave  our  fools  a  lively  hope 
That  they  fhculd  never  die. 
»  What  though  our  inbred  fi&s  require 
Our  fieih  to  fee  ibt  du&  ? 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
So  all  his  foiPw.-rs ;i;d, 
\  There'^  an  inheritance div'tie, 
Referv'd  again fr -that  dsy  j 
'Tis  unccrrupt&i,  undefi.'d, 
And  csn  not  waft e  awav. 
Ee 


33t  HYMNS    M?D  B.  t 

5  Saint*  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept 
'Till  thefatvation  corn?  : 
Wc  walk  by  fn-rh,  zs  firzuxgefs  here, 
.?i/t  iTini)  call  usV,me. 
Kvmi;     XXVII.     Common  Metre, 
jfjjurance  of  heaven:  er,  *  faint  if epared  to  die. 
2  Tim.  ir.  6,  7,  3,  17, 
lEATH  may  diifbire  my  body  kow, 
And  bea-  my  fpirit  heme  ; 
VVi;y  do  my  minutes  move  fo  flovr, 
-    Not  my  Falvation  come  f 

2  With  heav-nly  w?v.pons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
JTiniih'd  my  courfc,  and  kept  the  faitfc, 
And  wait  the  furc  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heay-n  fee  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fide  ; 
The  righteous  Judge,  it  tlttt  great  da^ 
Will  place  it  en  my  head, 

4  Nor  has  the  King  of  gt.-ce  decreed 

This  pnz«  lor  me  alone  ; 
Bjt  all  wh©  love  and  kngto  fee 
Th*  appfaranee  e*f  his  Son* 

5  yefuSy  the  Lord,  {hall  guard  mefafe 

From  ev"ry  ill  defi^n ; 
And  tohis  heav'tily  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 

6  God  ie;  my  eyfcrlafting  aid  ; 

Ancl  hell  (hall  rage  m  vam  ; 
To  him  be  bi^Jiefl  glory  paid, 
And  er,d5e£?  pr?ij"r.     Amen. 
Ktmn     XXV1IL     Common  Metre, 
$Jbs  i  rim:/J.' of  ChnR  ever  the  enemies  cfhis  thterch. 


nr 


.*  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS; 

Ifa.  Ixiii.  i',  2,  3. 

\dily  Of  rir^'y  Gce3, 


I    ^^THaT  mighty 

VV      ConKSttsv 

Along  the  immean  re 


«  'Tis  I  lilt  Juii,  ib*  Almighty  Ore; 
"  That  your  (al*£ucm  brwg/' 
3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  faints  taqtuft-. 
-Why  tfeeapparfi  red? 

And  ail  thy  veiture  &aio*d  like  thafc 

Who  in  th~  wine-pr^.    -.-;. 
4.  ♦'  1  bvixivfeif  hivs  tr<xi  tie  oiref 


t,  "iJ)ym|k 


"  My  *vrath 

i  as  i. » 

U    f^.f  v     foj-* 

5  «  *Ti%Eden£ 

«  Wuh'j; 
^Themmp 

'--■ 

"  Sprung 

6  «  T.husfhail 

*  Thatda 

it  i-\ 

«  I  have  an 

db*4 


rai£pdfcrw-*rs, 


|Httmn     XXIX.     Caramon:  Metre* 
fl^  irmmfh  of  thrive :  *r,  tffo  r«i«  *..  Amichnlt. 

ifa.  Ixiii.  4,  5,  6,  7. 
l   «  "I  LIFT  qiy  burner  (faith  the Lordf' 
JL  :*fc  Where  Aiinchnti  has  R^U ; 
a  'j  he  city  of  my  gojpel-fqes 
"  Shali  bey  field  of  blmsd, 
2'  "  My  taan  has  ituuitd  i#jcvCBge^- 


54®  HYMNS    AND  B.I, 

u  And  now  the  dav  ar-.pcrars  ! 
rt  The  day  of  myredrem'^  is  come, 
"  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  "  Q^'ite  weary  is  my  patience  grown* 

11  And  bids  my  fury  go  : 
c*  Swift  a?  the  !i&bi*nffig  it  (hall  move, 
"  And  be  as  fetal  too* 

4  "1  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain  : 

iC  Then  has  my  g0(j&]  none  ? 
««  Weil,  n>i;  e  <  wn  arm  has  pji^.ht  enough, 
<:  Tci  crufh  my  foes  a'1 

5  ft  Slaughter  and  the  devouring  fword, 

"  $h*ll  walk  the  ilreets  around  ; 
"  Bahtl  fhsll  reel  beneath  rrr' f*r;)ke, 
1     \nd  tby^er  to  the  ^:  u:. ." 

6  Th:-.>2  honours,  O  v:a  vrk-.:.  Kiug, 

Thin.;  ov/n  rijjit  ban  J  fiiall  r^ile, 
Whi'i-v---.  fu!  ve&ge  nee  fing, 

And  i  (if  DeuVj  r  p-3 
Hymn     XXX.     Long  Metre: 
Prayer  for  dcli<virance  anp^ered.     Ifa.  xxvi.  8—20- 

I   T  "  ■  h*0  Ci  d  of  love, 

J[  We  wait  the  vifits  of  thy  gra^e  j 

Our  foul??  deitre  is  to  thy  name, 
And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 

1  My  thoughts  are  (ea£ch Lag,  Lord,  for  thee, 
'Morigil  the  black  thades  of  loneiocne  night ; 
Myearneft  criei,  laierethe  ikies 
Be/ore  the  dawn  restores  the  light. 

3  L     k  how  rebellious  men  deride 
T".  i^ence  of  my  G^d  \ 

B\az  they  foal]  fee  thy  lifted  band, 
And  feel  tiie  (courses  of  thy  rcd» 


I. 

S?j 

RITUAL 

4 

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!  kV  E 

:-!J  r 

^»: 

A  tllfi 

:e  of  n 

ice  bfn 

hi. 

Bu.  d. 

reaVni 

iz  thins 

de 

34-i 


to  hi>  tees. 
Come,  children  to  Vdiir  father's  irm5-, 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  nay  grace, 
'  nU  cue  fierce  itonr,  be  overblown, 
And  thy  rev  e  [  ry  eeafe . 

6  My  -fword  IhaUooafl  its  tho^Sfs  ilsin,  . 
And  drink  <:hc  blooa  or'  haij         ki  sgs  ; 
Wnile  heavVny  peats  around  mv  liock, 
Stretches  its  foitaud&adj  ^iri^si 

Hymn  XXXI \  Referred  to  the  \fi  Ffalm. 
Hymn     X»Xii.     Common  Metre. 
Strength  from  hewven.     Ifa.  xl.  27,  2%,  zo,  30. 
i"¥  1|  jTHcace  do  our  mournful  tfrqu^is  jirftc 
YY      And  w here's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Ha?  reftiefs  fin,  and  raging  hell, 
Sirjck  all  ...>ur  comforts  dead? 

2  Have  *se  fotgctf  th' almighty  naafie 

'■J""'  h  "  •    f  h  p  t  t  ? 

'  And  can   ar«  ajUereatmg  arm 
Grow  weary  or  deca^  ? 

3  Treafure?  of-everlaftlng  m igh.it 
In  o\.\-  Jehovah.  dw@*1 ; 

He  gife$  the  conquer!  to  ihe  we*fc,  ■ 
And  treats  their  iat*  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'f  fhai!  lade  ^ad  die, 
And  youthful  vigour  ceafs  ; 

Baj  we,  who  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
hat]  Orel  our  flrength  bcr^Ie. 

5  Fht  fa&ts  fhall  mount  orjeagk'a  wings,  ■ 
And  talte  the  promis'd  b-ifs, 

E  e  2 


yfz  HYMNS  JXD  B.I., 

'Till  their  Bjiftftarjed  feet  arrive 
Whffi^  r*€fffi{<S$  M^fwre  i^< 
/$■■««    J\XY/i7,    Xfa/T,   XJi&F;    XXnT/, 
XXXrit,   XXX^lIL       Referred  to  P/alu* 
131,  134,  6j,  73,  90  flaw*'  84. 
Hymn     XXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
GW\r  tender  cere  of  his  church.     lf;i.  xlix.  1 3,  &c- 

1  "RlTOW  tliaii  my  inward  joys  ar:i^, 
J3I    And  b'tfrft  iuro  a  fohg  ; . 

•^iratghtj  love  ibfplrea  my  heart, 
And  nleafures  tune  my  tongue* 

2  G  yd  oa  Ms  thirty  ;2w»  hill, 

Some  mercyudrgps  has  rkrown, 
And  foicmn  vows  have  bound  his  love 
To  i\\(jVi\-  felvudon  down. 

3  Why  cm  we  then  indulge  our  fears* 

Suspicions  and  •emp'aints  r 

I*UtaG©D!  and  ftull  his 'grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  faints  : 

4  Can  n  kind  woman  tVr  forget 

Theinh-it  cfhertvorob, 
And  -i-nong  a  thoufiui^  tender  thoughts     # 
.  Ht  fiKkling  have  no  room  ? 

5  21/,  faith  the  hor&T  fauld nature  chang^ 

A;: J  Metiers  mongers  prsve, 
2icn  /fill  dwells  upn  the  heart 
OJ *  ever  killing  I  we. 
b  Deep  en  tbtp*lm  of  both  my  bands 
I  ketve  envruvd  her  name, 
My  hands  (hall  raft  her  ruin  4  wails, 
A&d  huild  her  I  re  ken  frami. 
Hvmx     XL.     Lorvj  Metre* 
She  hfiaefi  add  bi'Jftdr.ej!  *fr  }zrijitdfinrts*     Kev»- 


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%.L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  54.3. 

viii  13.  14,  15,  Sec. 
%  TZ/RAT  hapty  men,  or  migsh  the  fa 

Tbst  alltbar  hbss  srefp$ikfs  -white  ?' 
Whenct  did  this  glorious  irsop  arrive 
At  the  pur 3  realm  ofkeavnly  light.  ? 
%  From  tcrt'f  ing  racks,  and  buying  fires, 
Through  fsks  of  ihefif  own  blood  ihey  earner 
Batn&bicr  biood  baft  ^i.(hJd  (heir  robe?, 
Flowing  froin  Ghrtfl  the  dying  Lz,mb. 
3  Nov*  they  spprcsch  th?  afmight.y  throne 
With  loud  Rofanms  nigh?  anil  dav  ; 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  !Thrce.^One>_ 
Measure  their  bleft  eternhy. 
4.  NofVnory  {hill  hunger  psi/i  their  fouls  ;: 
•  He  bids  their  parching  chirft  bggqne^. 
And  !pr& -d:  the  ii)  Ldqw  ci  his  wmgs, 
Xo  fcreea  them  frsjii  the  fetching  fan* 
5  T&c  Lamb*  who  £tls  the  middle  throne,. 
Shall  filed  staling  his  milder  bsasfis  ; 

ThvYcthzYl   fay   ft     " 

And  drink  fuii  joys 

i.  orcy   [i  tneTati  ? 

And  tne 
Hea!^'   t 

Hymn     XLI. 
Ilwfamt  :  or,  the  martyrs  glorified.     Re?.  viL.13/. 
I.  <plESM   gldrhits  minds   t:zv  bright  they 
y.    fVinnce  all  ildnr  whits  array  ?     ,£/&'**  * 
Heiv  cams  ib»y  H  ths  ba£t>y  Cezts 
Of  £Virk fling  day  f 
%  Frsm  urCt'mg  pit&  to  endlefs  joys,. 
On  fifrv  wheels  thev  r^de. 


in  on  1 

JUS    J 

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Metre. 

344  HYMNS  AND  B.  I. 

Andfhran  raiment  white 

In  y^fus*  dying  blood. 

4  No'iv  they  approach  a  fpptlei's  God, 

Ami  bow  icfore  hii  throne  ;. 
The';-  warding  haYps  a;,d  facred  fongs 

Adore  the  Holy  v j 
4.  The  unveh'd  gi«>r;r*:  of  His  f:ce 

Aflio ng  bis  faints  refrde, 
While  the  rich  treaftife  race 

§egs  all  their  wa  'j. 

5  Tormenting  thirff  (hall  leave  their  fouls, 

Ani  hanger  flee  as  fail ; 
Th£fruh  ofli  rial  tree 

St-'  .  f&e et  repair, 

6  The  Lamb  fhaM  lead  bis  heav'nly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rife* 
And  tovedivine  fh'all  wipe  away 
■ 
Hym:;     XLII.     Common  Metre. 
Divine  nprtah  and  mercy.     From  Nah.  i.  1,  2,  &c 

UuRE.s  .■  trem:    ,        >ur  God 
Is  2  cofi fuming  fire  \  * 
Hr  j^lnus  £yes  his  wrath  inflame* 
:  ratfe  his  vcoge     ce      :h'r. 
Almight)  c-e^how  it  bunts  ! 

How  bright  h;s  fury  glows ! 
Vsn  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorms^ 

Lie  creajftir'd  for    is f 0 es. 
Thofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  flo.v  degrees 

/i-eture'd  into  a  flame, 
Bu;  kindled,  Q  •  how  fi  rce  they  blaze  • 
And  rer.u  fi     ie« 

*  Heb.  xii.  29. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  342 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  fke, 

And  f  ek  a  waiVy  grave  ; 
The  frighted  &#  makes  haiie-  away. 
And  (hrink*  up  ev'ry  wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  ^  the  weighty  rocks 

Are  fwift  as  haii&ortes  huH'd  : 
Who  dares  engage  the  fiery  rage, 
Which  (hakes  the  folic!  vrojld  ? 

6  Yer,  mighty  God,  thy  fev 'reign  grace 

Sits  regftU  on  the  throoe, 
The  refuge  of  thy  choien  race, 
*     When  wrath  c^raes  ruining  down. 

7  Thy  hand  Ihal;  on  rebellious  Icings 

A  fury  tempeft|>cui, 
While  v*e,  beneath  &y  OaekVLng  wings* 
-    Thyj u't  revenge  aiot   . 


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<v  Through  eixdlefe  y$ars  tm  fame 

"  /  AM — is  my  memorial  lull, 


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3  "  'ouch  favours  as  a  ood  can  give, 

**  Mv  royal  grace  bellows  j 
tt  Ye  thirty  lcu:;:,  code  tafte  -he  iiream 
**  Where  Hie  ana  pieafure  nWs.J 

4  [«  1  he  feint  who  triuniohs  o'er  his  tins. 


346  KYMN3     JND  B.  I. 

"  I'll  ovrn  him  for  a  f«p  ; 
44  The  whole  creation  ftial]  reward 

"  The  dbnqusils  he  has  won. 
-5  M  Butbj  .    '-,:.riu  riearts  uncleanj, 

**  And  a!;  the  Iving  race, 
*'  7  ;  the  fcoffirig  crew, 

il  V\  n  at'efrerd  grace  ; 

6  C!  Th$y  ill  .;■  be  taken  from  my  fi'ghtfc 

u  Bgui.c  with  an  iron  chain, 
"  And  heading  plun^'d  into  thetake 
t;  Where  fire  and  csikntte  rei^n."] 

7  O  may  i  :Ur:ci  bek,re  the  Lamb 

When  earth  and  feas  are  £ed ! 
And  h^ar  the  J^dgz  pronounce  my  name, 

With  bkfhngi  on  m;.  headj 
t  May  I  <*uh  (hole  for  ever  dwell, 

VVho  hsre  wer;,  my  delight, 
Whwe  (inn&r*  ha:*  rvtohell, 

N'  Fend  mv  fi 

cxlviii.  «W  liii 

Hym*     .                 Long  Metre. 
Tht  Chr;.}ian  race.     Ifjl.  xi.  2S 31. 

t     A    WAKE,  -■  du?  rears, 

Xa.  Let  ev'ry  turfi  >ii  -  t : 

Awljic,  anidrun£h<  .  ce, 

Aid  pirt  a'cheerful  cotsrageori. 

2  True, 'tis  a  ftrajt :  rny  roztfj 

And  mortal  (.  irita  tire  Ind  taint  j 
But  tftey  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  1  igth.of  evVy  faint, 

3.  The  mighty -Goc,  wncfe  matchleis  povv'r 
h  cvw-f  acw,  and  ever  young,. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  yj 

Ard  fina  eodurts,  while  endlsfs  years 
Their  eyerla&iftg  chcies  run. 

4  From  thee,  tlse  oversowing  fprihg* 
Our  fouls  fhali  drink  a  frefn  uj^ply, 
While  fuch  as  trull  their  native  itrength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  dr#p?  and  die. 

5  Svplft  as  as  eagie  cuts  the  air, 
WVi!  mount  al«ft  to  thine  abotis  ; 
On  wings  of. love  cur  fouis  iluH  My, 
Nor  tire  arrndri  the  kea?*n;y  road. 

Hymn     XLIX.    Common  Metre. 
The  works  of  'Mofes  And  the  Lamb.     Rev.  xv.  ?. 
I   "JJO  W  ft  ton  g  t  h  i  n  3  a  r  m  i  ^  tn  i  gh  t  y  G  od  !  - 
S    i      Who  would  not  fear  tfiv  name  $■. 
jtjus,,  how  tweet  thy  grace?  ars  ! 
Who  woald  n©t  love  ifee  Lamb  ? 
&-  Hs  h&s  done  ssefe  than  Af^fo  did, 
Our  Prophet  and  our  Eihgj  ; 
From  b©txd«  of  hell  he  freed  our  fouls', 
And  taugkt  cur  lips  tofing. 

3  In  the  ilgdSeaby  Mtjes*  hand, 

Th'  Egfpiian  hoif  was  drown'd  : 
Bat  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  fiirs, 
Aii'i  g»iit  e*  mere  is  found. 

4  W.b*:n through  tke  defari  Ifraelvrent, 

With  rosfena  they  ugere  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  ficfh, 
Aad  ca^l  it  Imng  br??ad. 

5  jjl^g*  beheld  the  prcmit'cl  land, 

Yes  never  reach'd  the  place  \ 
ButChrvft  ihiJi  britig  hU  feU\vers  home, 
To  fee  liUFarbsi^fm?, 

6  Then  firdl  cur  love  a^djoy  be  full, 


348  HYMNS  AND  B.  I. 

And  feel  a  wanner  flame, 
And  fwecter  voices  tune  the  fong 
Of  A&fes  aad  the  Lamb. 

Hym&     L.     Common  Metre. 

L'rght  andjalvaiisn  by  Jef'us  Chrift.     Luke  i.  68, 

&c.     John  i.  29,  32. 

1  TVJO W  be  xxx  Go<J  ot  ^Wblefs'd, 
J^j    Who  makes  his  truth  appear  ; 
H;    mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 

And  ail  Che  oatta  h?  fwa>*e. 

2  Now  he  bedsws  old  Dsvid's  root 

With  blefTings  from  the  (kirs ; 
He  makes  tne  branch  of  promife  (hoot, 
The  protrm'd  horn  srife. 

3  ( John  was  the  prophet- of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  face. 
The  herald  which  our  Saviour  God 

Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 
4.  He  makes  the  great  falvation  known, 

He  fpeaksef  pardon'd  fins  ; 
While  grace  divine,  and  heav'nly  love, 

In  its  own  glory  mines. 

5  u  Bc-aold  the  Lamb  of  God,  he  cries, 

"  Who  likes  our  guilt  away  \ 
«  I  faw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head 
M  On  his  baptizing  day.] 

6  "  Be  ev'ry  v'ale  exalted  high, 

<c  Ssnk  ev'rv  mountain  low ; 
"The  proud  muff  ftoop,and  humble  fouls 
4<  Shall  his  felvation  know. 
j  "  The  heathen  realms,  with  IJr*c?s  land 
"  Shall  join  in  f'.vcct  accord  : 
ft  And  all  that'*  born  of  man  fhall  fee 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  \  $4§ 

u  Theg'oryofthe  Lord. 
&  w  Behold  the  Morning-Star  arife, 
"  Ye  who  in  darkneis  fit  : 
<•  He  marks  the  path  which  leads  to  peace, 
"  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet," 
Hymn     LI.    Short  Metre. 
Preferring  grace.     Jude  24,  25. 

1  rTT\Q  God  the  only  wife, 

j[     Our  Saviour  and  our  King* 
Let  ail  the  faints  below  the  fkies, 
Their  humble  praifes  bring. 

2  'Tishis  almighty  love, 

His  counfel  and  his  care, 

Preferves  us  hfe  from  fin  and  death, 

And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prefent  our  fouls 

Unblemifh'd  and  complete. 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 
Shall  blefs  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wifdom  and  pow'r  belmigs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majefty, 
And  everlafting  fong9. 
Hymn     LII.    Long  Metre. 
Baptifm.    Mat.  xxviii.  19.     Adls  il.  38* 
I    IF^T^ VVAS  the  cornmiili«n  of  our  Lord, 
f       Go  teach  the  nations  ,  and  baptize  ; 
The  nations  have  receivM  the  word, 
Since  he  afcenried  to  the  fides, 
Ff 


35<*  HYMNS     AND  B.  I. 

2  He  fits  upon  th'  eternal  hills; 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  fends  his  cov'nant  with  the  feals, 
To  blefs  the  darkfome  Gentile  lands* 

3  Repent^  and  be  baptize^  he  faith, 
For  the  remijjhn  of  your  fins  ; 

And  thus  our  fenfo  a  flirts  our  faith, 
And  (hews  us  what  his  gofpel  means. 

4'  Our  fouls  he  wafhes  in  his  blood, 
(As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ;) 
And  the  good  Spirit,  from  our  God, 
Dtfcends  like  purifying  rain, 

5  Thus  we  engage  curfelves  to  thee, 
And  fe.d  our  covenant  with  the  Lord  ; 
O  may  the  great  eternal  Three, 
In  h&av'n  cur  fclemn  vows  record. 
Kymn     LIU.     Long  Metre. 

The  kolyjcripturc:.    Heb.  i.  i>     z  Tim.  iii.  15,  16. 
Ffa.  cxlvii.  19,  20. 

1  ^>i  OD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
\JJ"  His  mind  and  will  to  faint;  of  old, 
Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  days. 

2  Our  nation  tczit  the  written  word, 
That  book  of" life,  that  lure  record  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heav'n, 
Is  by  the  fweet conveyance  dv'n. 

3  God's  kir.ddl  thoughts  are  here  exprtfsV, 
Able  to  make  us  wlYc  and  bled  i 

The  doctrines  arc  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  reproof,  and  comfort  too. 

4  Ye  people  all,  who  iead  Iris  love 
In  lorvo  errft'e:  from  above* 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  3  5 1 

( He  hath  not  fenthis  facred  word 
To  ev'ry  land)  praife  ye  the  Lord. 
Hymn     L1V.     Long  Metre. 
Saints  hsU'-jed  in  Chrift.     Eph.  i.  3,  &c. 

1  y.ESUS,  webitfs  thy  Father's  name  : 

J  Thy  God  and  curs  are  both  the  fame  ; 
What  r.eav'nly  bleffings  from  his  throne 
Flow  dov?n  to  {miters  through  his  Son  ! 
■2  Chrift  be  <i>iyftjlekn,\KvM, 

Thenchofe  our  fouls  in  Chrift^  our  Head,- 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 
Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  fin  ; 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed  : 
Blnmelefs  in  love — an  holy  feed. 

4  Predeftmated  to  be  fonf , 

Born  by  degrees,  hut  chofe  at  once  j 

A  new  regenerated  race, 

To  praife  the  glory  of  his  grace. 

5  With  ChriftiOuv Lord,  we  fhars  a  part 
In  the  affecYions  of  his  heart  ; 

Nor  (hall  our  fouls  be  thence  rernov'd, 
'Till  he  forgets  bis  fhfi-belovM. 

Hymn     LV.     Common  Metre. 
Sicknefs  and  recovery,     Ifa.  xxxviii.  g}  &c. 
x   "\ 71  7"HEN   we  are  rais'd  from  deep  dig- 
V V  ^ur  G°d  deferves  3  fong  -,       [tref?, 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praife, 
From  Ht%£kiaby$  tongue., 

2  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

Are  open'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  who  holds  the  keys  of  death, 


552  HYMNS    JND  B.  I. 

Command*;  them  faft  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flefh  are  won't  t{  abufe 

Oar  minds  with  ftavifli  fears; 
Our  days  are  p aft \  arid  we  fiiall  loft 
The  remnant  of  cur  years. 

4  We  chatter  with  a  f wallow's  voicr, 

Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn, 
With  bitternefs  inftead  cf  joys, 
Affli&ed  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  fpeaks  the  healing  word, 

And  no  difeafe  wjthf&nds  ; 
fevers  end  plaigties  obey  the  Lord, 
Asd  fly  at  his  commands. 
£>  If  half  t\it  fprings  of  life  thould  break, 
He  can  cur  frame  rtiiore  ; 
He  cads  our  fins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  ait  f  imd  n©  more. 
Hymn     LVI.     Common  Metre. 
Balyh  ( falling.     Rer.  xv.  3.  xvi.  iq.  avd^wW.  6. 

i  \~'$  7"K  '^'S  l^e  g'orie*  vi  laY  love, 
V  V     'vVe  ^'nd  &y  ^r?acfuf  name  ! 
The  Chriftian  church  unites  the  fongs 
Of  Afofes  and  tha  Lamb. 
.2,  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  works 
Of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  hints,  almighty  Lord, 
Howjuft  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

3  Who  elare  refufe  to  fear  thy  name, 

Or  worfhip  at  thy  threne  ? 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thine  holinefs 
Through  all  the  nation  known. 

4  Great  Babylon,  which  rules  the  earth. 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  bi^od* 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  f$$ 

Her  crimes  (hall  fpeedily  awake 
The. fury  of  our  God. 
5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'J, 
And  me  mull  dri*.k  the  dregs  ; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  fov'reign  Judge, 
And  (hail  fulfil  the  plagues. 
Hymn     LVII.     Common  Metre. 
Original  Jin.  Rom.  v.  1  z,  &c.  Pfalm  li.  5 ,  Job  xiv.4.4 
I.  TTJACKWARD  with  humble  flume  we 
j~^  On  our  original  ;  [look 

Ho*'  is  oar  nature  dafiYd  and  broke 
In- our  fir  It  father's  fall !  : 
a-  To  all  :oatls  good — averfe  and  blind; 
But  prone  to  all  that's  ill  ; 
What  dreadful  darknefs  veils  our  mind  ! 
Howobftinate  our-will  ! 

3  [Conceiv'd  in  fin  (O  wretched  (late) 

Before  we  draw  our.  breath, 
Thefirft  young  pulfe  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  ftrong  in  our  degenerate  blood 

The  old  corruption  reigns, 
And,  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood. 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins  !] 

5  [Wild  and  unwhoiefome  as  the  root, . 

WjlLall  the  branches  be  ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit, 
From  fuch  a  deadly  tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  pow'r  from  things  unclean  1 

Can  pure  productions  bring  r* 
Who  can  command  a  vital  ftream 
From  an  infe&ed  fpring  ? 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wond'rcus  lov©- 

F  f  a- 


,554  HYMNS  AND  B.  I. 

Can  make  our  nature  clear?, 
While  CbriJ}  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death  and  fin.  / 

S  The  fecond  JdamfhaM  reftore 
The  ruins  of  ttie  firtl  ; 
Hofanna  to  that  fov' reign  poVr 
Which  new_createsx>ur  duft. 
Hymn     LVIII.     Long  Metre. 
9 he  devil  vanquifbed.     Rev.  xii.  7. 

1  "       ET  mem!  tongues  attempt  to  ting 
JL/Thewars  ofheav  n,  when  Michaeldood 
Cniet  gen'rai  of  th*  eternal  King, 

And  fought  the  battles  of  our  Gcd. 

2  Againft  die  dragon  and  his  hoft 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ; 
In  V2in  they  rage,  in  vain  they  bcafr, 
Their  courage  finks,  th-ir  weapons  fail, 

3  Down  to  the  e«rth  was  Satan  thrown, 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  feli  : 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  {hook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkneispaff, 
Cbrifl  has  afTutrTd  his  reigning  pow'r  ; 
Behold  the  great  accufercaft 

Down  from  the  fldes  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'T was  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down  : 
'Twas  by  thy  word  arid  powerful  name 
They  gainMthe  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice. ye  heav'ns  ;  let  ev'ry  (tar 
Shme  with  new  glories  round  the  fky  : 
Saints,  while  you  fing  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raife  your  dehYrei's  name  on  high. 


E.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  355 

Hymn     LIX.     Long  Metre. 
Babylon  fallen.     Rev.  xviii.  20,  .21* 

1    TN  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty  llone 
JL   Li?s,  a  fair  type  of  Babylon  \. 
Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  ye  faints, 
God/hall  avenge  your  long  complaints.    \ 

2.  He  faid,  and  dreadful  as  he  liood, 
He  funk  the  millitone  in  the  floou*  : 
Thus  terribly  Jhall  BaV ion  fall- 
Sink — and  no  more  be  found  at  all. 
Hymn     LX.     Long  Metre. 
The  promifed  Meffiah  horn.     Luke  i.  46.  &c, 
tUR  fouls  tea  msgm&i  the  L^rd, 
n  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  j 
V/biie  we  repeat  the  virgin^  fong, 
May  the  fcme  Spirit  tune  cur^voice. 
[The  Higheli  faw  her  low  eftate, 
And  mighty  things  his  hand  has  done  1 
His  overfaadowing  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  cf  a  Son. 
Let  ev'ry  nation  call  her  bie&'d, 
And  endlefs  years  prolong  her  fame  'y 
Bar  God  alone  muFt.  be  adorM  ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.] 
To  thofg  who  fear  and  truft  ths  Lord3 
His  mercy  {rands  for  ever  fure  :    - 
From  age  to  age  bis  promii'e  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  fecure. 
He  fpake  to  dbrah'm  and.  his  feed— • 
In  thee  Jhall  all  the  earth  be  blefs'd : 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  bread. 
But  now  no  more  Ihaii  Ifrael  w*it> 


3j'6  HYMNS    JND  B.I, 

No  mor*  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn  ; 
Lo,  the  defire  of  nations  comes  ; 
Behold  the  prcmisM  feed  is  born  ! 
Hymn     LXI.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  coming  to  judgment*     Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7. 

1  l^T^  v'v'  co  tne  l^rd  who  makes  us  know 
J^  Xjj    The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

lie  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  (trains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

2  Twn  he  who  cleaned  our  foul  oft  fins, 
And  waftrd  us  in  his  richer*  blood  ; 
'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priefts  and  kings, 
Ami  brings  us  rsbeU  near  to  Goa. 

3  To  JtfuSy  our  atoning  Prieft, 
To  JtfuSy  our  fupertor  King, 
Be  evirrlafting  pow'r  confeft, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  fing... 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes! 
And  ev'ry  eye  mail  fee  him  move  ; 
Though  with  our  fins' we  piere'd  him  Once ; 
Now  he  difplays  his  pard'ning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  fhall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  : 
Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 

Hymn     LXI  I.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift  Jejus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  <worfhipped  bj  ell 
the  creation.     Rev.  v    II,  12,  1 5. 

1  /^IOMIl  let  u^  j.jin  nur  checrfui  Logs 
\^j  With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
1cm  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 

But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Wordy  thsLamb  whody'd  (they  cry). 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  557 

To  be  exalted  thus ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  itain  for  us. 

3  J  ejus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  andpow'r  divine  ; 
And  bk-flings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  fky, 

And  air,  and  eaith,  and  Tea?, 
Confpir?  to  raifethy  glories  hi^h* 
And  fpeak  thine  endiefs  praife. 

5  L?t  all  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  Tiered. name, 
Of  him  who  fits  upen  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Larch. 
Hymn     LXIII.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift's  humiliation    and  exaltation.     Rev.  v.  12. 
1   ij  TH  AT  eo^al  honours  fbaU  we  brmg 
YV   To  thce.OLord,  our  God,theLarab» 
\V~hen  all  the  cotes  which  angels  ling, 
Are  far  inferiour  to  thy  name  ? 
•2  Worthy  is  he  who  once  was  flam, 

The  Prince  of  life,  who  groan'd  and  dy'J> 
Worthy  to  rife,  and  Jive,  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  Father's  fide. 

3  Po'w'r  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  flood  condemn'*!  at  Pilate's  bar  5 
Wifdom  belongs  to  Jejus  too, 

Though  he  was  charg'd  with  mad nefs  here, 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  fuftainM  amazing  lofs : 
To  him  afcribe  eternal  might, 
Who  left  his  weaknefs  on  thecrck. 


;8  HYMNS  AND  B.J. 

H.wcm-  in  ;nult  be  paid, 

.  -  intl  ;i  and  -i  fcorn  ; 
tan  fhipc*  --:cun  i  his  head,    • 
?ht  crown  without  a  thorn, 
for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 
ore  the  curie  for  wretched  men  * 
:Is  found  his  facred  name, 
y  creature  fay,  Amen, 
mi     LX1V.     Short  Metre. 

i  John  iii.  i,  &c.     Gal.  vi.  6. 
HOLD  what  wond  reus  grace, 
The  Father  has  beftow'd 
:s  of  &  mortal  race, 
caii  th  e  i n  — -fins  of  God  I 

2  *Tis  no  furprifing  thing, 

T  hit*sce  £h*uld  be  unknown  : 
Jrwi/b  world  knew  not  their  King, 
's  everUtting  S  on. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

v  fp&t  v*e  mu&be  made  ; 
Bur  when  &e  foe  out  Saviour  here, 
oe  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  i'a  much  divine, 

May  trials  well  endure — 
May  pur</?  our  foifis  from  tenfe  and  fin5 
A^  C£W  ?  •  hfe  Lord,  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love,     . 

I  (lure  a  ri'ial  part, 
Send  down  t-iy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  reft  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves  beneath  the  throne; 
Our  faith  Shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  359 

A'".d  tb$u  cot  kinared  o<#n. 
Hymn     LXV.     Long  Metre. 
The.  day  of  judgment.     Rev.  xi.  15. 

1  X    ET  tr.x.  tev'nth  angei  found  on  high* 
JL/Let  fhouts  be  heard  through  all.tht  iky  ! 
Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord, 
G'ive  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  pew'r  affume, 
Who  war!:,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  ;    , 
jefusj  the  Lamb,  \«ho  once  was  flai% 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign. 

3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  fby  the  faints  no  more  ; 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God, 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  mufttherifmg  ddud  cppear  ; 
Now  the.decifive  fentence  bear  ; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

Hymn     LXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift,  the  King,  at  his  table.     Solomon' j  Song  i, 
.-      2>  3,  4>  5, "I2j  13*  *7- 

1  "I"    ET  him  -embrace  my  foul,  and  prove 

JL/  Mine  infreft  in.his  beav'nly  love  ; 

The  voice  which  tells  mc—Thou  art  mine—-. 

Exceeds  the  blefiings  of  the  vine. 
"2  On  thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came, 

And  fpread  the  favour  of  thy  name  ; 

That  oil  of  gladness  and  of  grace, 

Draws  virgin  fouls  to  meet  thy  face. 
3  Jefa%  allure. me  by  thy  charms, 

My  foul  ihall  fly  into  thine  arms  ? 

Our  wand'ring  feet  thy  favours  bring. 


s6o  HYMNS  JXD  B.  I. 

To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 

4  [Wonder  and  pleafure  tune  our  voice, 
To  fpeak  thy  praifes  and  our  joys  ; 
Our  mem'ry  keeps  this  love  ©f  thine, 
Beyond  the  tafte  of  richeft  wine.] 

5  Though  in  ourfelves  deform'd  we  are, 
A  nd  black  as  Kedars  tents  appear  ; 
Yet  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

6  [While  at  his  table  fits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  fee  us  fmile  and  fmg  ; 
Our  graces  are  our  beft  perfume, 

And  hreathe  like  fpikenard  round  the  room.} 

7  As  myrrh  new  bleeding  from  the  tree, 
Such  is  a  dying  Chrift  to  me  ; 

And  while  he  makes  my  foul  his  guefr, 
My  bofom,  Lord,  flail  be  thy  reft. 

8  [No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  fir, 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare  : 
And  here  we  wait  until  thy  love 
Raife  us  to  nobler  feats  above.] 

Hymn     LXV1I.    Short  Metre. 
Seeking  the  pajturcs  of  Chrift  the  Shepherd.    Solo- 
mon's Song,  i.  7. 

1  f  I  ^HOU,  whom  my  foul  admires  above 

\_     All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  love, 
Teil  me,  dear  Shepherd,  letmeknow 
Where  do  thy  lweeteft  paftures  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  fhadow  of  that  Rock, 
Which  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flack  ? 
jYin  would  I  feed  among  thy  (heep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  fleep. 

3  Why  Ihould  thy  bride  appear  like  one 


%  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  3 6 1 

Who  turns  suae  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  eon  [hot  feet would  never  rove* 
Would  never  feefc  another  love. 

4  [The  fqotvieps  of  thy  fleck  I  fee  ; 
Toy  fweeteft  paftures  here  they  be  ; 
A 'iond'rous  ieaft  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and.^, 

5  His  deareft  Bern  he  makes  my  food,    [tears* 
And  bids  ms  drink hh  richeft  blood  ;,  i 
Here*  to  thefe  hills,  my  foul  win  come, 
'Till  my  Beloved  lead  o~e  home:] 

Hymn     LXVIII.     Long  Metre. 
The  banquet  of ' ls<ve.     Solomon'/  S«ngii.  I,  2,  £} 

t  TOEHOLD  me  rofe  of  Sharon  here, 
J3    I  he  liilv  which  the  van  its  bear  : 
Bencld  the  Tree  of  L^z,  which  gives 
Refreihing  fruit  and  heading  leaves. 

•2  Among  the  thorns  (o  Hliies  Anne  : 
.  Among  wild  gourds  the  noble  vine  ; 
So  in  my  eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidft  a  tnoufand  meaner  Lives. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling -(hade  I  fat, 

To  fnield  me  from  the  burning  heat;' 
Of  heav'nly  fruit  he  fp reads  a  tea.ft, 
To  Jked  my  eyes,  and  pk&le  my  taire^ 

4^  [Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  flood  the  banquet  of  hi?  grace  ^ 
He  favv  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  head 
-  The  banner  of  his  love  he  (pread. 

5  With  living  bread  and  gen'rous-  wine, . 
He  cheers  this  finking  heart  of  mine  \ 
And  op'nihg  his  own  heart  tojkzi 

9  s 


562  HYMNS    AND  B.  I- 

Ke  fiiew'd  his  thoughts  how  kind  they  be  !] 
6  O  ntvit  let  my  Lord  depart, 
Lie  down  and  reft  upon  my  heart; 
I  i  barge  my  fins  not  oi.ee  to  move, 
Diilurn,  nor  *w;*ke.  nor  -/nev-  m\  Love. 
Hymn     LXIX.     Long  Metre. 
Chrijl  appearing  to  his  Church,  attf'jeeki;.g  her  com- 
pcinv.     Solomon's  Song  ii.  8— —13. 

1  rVi;  IE  voice  0?  nv.  tiw$& 

J^     Over  the  rocks  aoc  r'uiog  grounds  ; 
QVr  hills  of  guilt,  aridfeks  of  grief, 
HevteapSyWflfeS  tomyre'ifr. 

2  NY-w  thou-h  ihe  veil  offleffr  I  fee, 
VVith  c  yes  of  love  he  looks'  .;t  me  : 
Nov*  ftiirje  ^nfpd  ,  cl:  ■ -eft  ^h(s 
He  fho^s  the  rJeatlVics  qf  his  n;ce. 

3  Gziwy  he  draws  rny  heirf  slang, 
Both  w:t!i  his  ho  :?e  j 

"  RiO-,  faith  rhs  Lord,  nVa%e  haire  a*ay,    . 
u  No  ftvortal  py.  are  wO|fh  ihy  ftay. 

4  "The  Jsvjijh  wmt'rv  fta't^j;  gone, 

t{  The  mjffe  aVc  F?£  [,    he  f  ring  conies  on, 
u    The  f.  cr'.'d  tuVile-^dove  ive  hear 
c'  Proclaim  \h-.    hew,  ;h    j   vUm  v- ar. 

5  <s  Th'  immorta'  vine   >'f  heavenly  fo.pt, 

"  Bioflorris  and  buds,  and  give*  her  fruit  :" 
Lo,  we  aretomc  to  r/aife  the  wine  ; 
Our  fouls  rej  .ice  ar>d  b]  f>  the  Vine. 

6  AiKi  vhen  wc  Hear  our  Jffti)  f  y— -* 

11  R:f  ttprtfy  !ov;.',  rrfejeeftalfe  away  V* 
Oar  htafts  would  fain  otftrly  the  wind, 
And  \iM.  a  i  e-rth!y  j.     .  h- 

H  y  m  n     LX  X,     Lo .» 1  £  M -t  re . 


B,  h  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  363 

Chrift  inviting,  and,  the    Church    anfixering    the 
invitation.     Solomon's  Song  ii.  14,  16,  17. 

1  [TJARK  '  the  Redeemer  from  to  high, 

Sweeilv  invites  his  Fav'rites  nigh  j 
From  caves  of  darknefs  and  of  doubt, 
H;  gently  Ipeaks  and  calls  us  our. 

2  "  My  (i^ve,  who  hidcit  in  the  roek5 

**  Tiiitie  heart  a'moii  with  forrow  broke^ 
~"  Lift  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear, 
li  /-7r;o   el  thy  v  nee  delight  mine  ear. 

3  u  Tny  voice  to  me  founds  ever  fweet  : 
Cf  My  graces  in  thy  counirnance  meet; 

u  Though  the  Viin  world  thy  face  defpife* 
"  'Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes,n 
4.  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
The  hope  thine  invitation  gives : 
T_  thee  our  joyfui  lips  fhall  raife 
The  voice  of  pray'*,  and  that  of  praife.] 

5  [I  am  my  Love's  and  he  is  mine  ; 

Our  hearts,  our  hopes  our  paidions  join  j 

Nor  let  a  motion  *  or  a  word, 

N<>r  thought  arife  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  foul  to  panares  fair  he  leads, 
Among  the  lilies  where  he  feeds  ; 

Arm  ng  the  faints  (whole  robe?  are  white, 
Waih'd  in  his  blood)  1$  his  delight. 

7  'Till  the  day  break,  andfhadow?  flee, 
'Till  the  fweet  dawning  light  I  fee, 
Thine  eyes  to  me- ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  foul  in  darknefs  mown. 

%  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountains  green  %■ 
Leap  o'er  the  bills  of  fear  and  fm£ 
Nor  guiil*  aor  unhsljef  divicb 


364  HYMNS     AND  B.I. 

•  Love,  in\  Saviour  frptti  ^y  fiSe.J 
Hi-MN     LXXI.     Long  Metre. 
Chrifty^a-v^  in  thejireet,  and  drought  to  thechnrih. 
Solomon'j  Seng  Hi,  i — 5. 

lit 

2  Thenl  !  fe&TcK'.rtig  fftW; 

■■  meet  ; 

l\U" 

/    ', 


lie 


And  ho  r.y  tfropfcc!  '. 

nother-s  h  ;-e> 

(Nor  does  pay  Lord  rtiwl".  t    eo 

i  red  char;  i%e 

t,  ?y  >: •-  v  ;  i  air. 
5    '•  j'rt, 

.  C  kc  »>  1  ftnait ; 

Qui  love*  theii  .  .liare.j 

•■'>  j'v5  5 
N  -r  <r;_v  heart, 

"  To  cfetife  my  Saviour  \ 

LXXII.     Lung  Metre. 
Tl e  Co  ■. ,  and  e/f.  ci\jdh  cftbe  church* 

Solomon's  Song  i  15 -  2. 
rH  VERS  of  Zion\  come,  behold 
Ihscrovvaof  hoiicr  and  of  *old, 


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Chrift  choells  in  heaven,  but  ijijtii  oh  earth. 

Solomon's  Song  vi    r,  z\  %,  12. 

1J\T  FHBN  ftrangtfs  ftajid  a  "'  hcai  nae  tell 

V  V      '■'y>; '-"■'  beauties  in  my  Savicar  dwell  £ 
Vvb-re  he  is  "  ^e  thty  rii*  would  knew, 
Tnat  they  «nghi  feek  aUd  Idve  him  >qu. 

2  My-  befl  Belv"td  k::e£S  his  throne 

On  h'm^i  light;  in  Work:  aii  •; 

Bu$h^«feeii^B  ;r  ih-v,  hH  face 

III  (hs         U  ■••_■  •    ■■■::■   Ct  .;.,   of  k£s  grief;  ■ 

3  [In  vlheysras  planted  tn  fiis  :.;^j, 
W h.: re  ;'r jitfr]  tree*  mrbde*;fiaed  ; 
H°  feeds  s?a«ftfg  en?  fpiey  beds, 

w  here  I  I  ses  mo  v  their  ip  tleiS  rceaaf* 


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5  [He  rtksesmy  foul  ere  »'ui  ■awure, 

i  QibWs  me  ^jhere  his  gfories 
No'c  :  riot  b{  "Arttlnadiji 

-  i i "  -. ■-•  riiy  rapture  can  aclcnoe 

6  G  m§y  prv  fo-iir  daily  rifs 

On  -wi  rrf  offs'ith  ahaye-ifce  Mat, 


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Hymn     LXXVIL     Long  Metre. 

Tkelo-ve  of  Cbr'rjt  te  the  Church.     Solomon's  Song 
vii.  5,  6,9,  12,  13, 

I    l^TOW  m  triegali'rie&xiihis^racGb 
J3J     Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  lavs, 
Jrlaw  fair  ??iy  faints  ere  in  tuyji^ht  ! 
My  hve>  ksvu  plcafani  for  ddight  / 


37Q  HYMNS  JND  B.  I. 

1  Kind  r  thy  !?i.«g«age,  foreign  Lord, 
TThere^j  h  a.  V»)y  graee  in  ev'ry  word  ; 
From  t  >at  deir  mouth  a  ftreun  divine    ' 
Ftows  fleeter  ih.-n  the  choicest  wine, 

3  Such  wondVous  love  awa!"      the  Itp 
Of  faint^  who  were  almoft  afieep, 
To  [peak  thj  p  aifes  of  thy  name, 

A  :d  fnake  our  cold  <ff.'ction>  flame. 

4  Thefe  are  the  joys  he  lets  u*  know 
In  fin]'!';  and  villages  belnw  : 

G  ves  us  a  re'ifh.  of  bis  love, 
Bur  k;e'eps  his  nobleft  feaft  above, 

5  In  paradife,  within  the  gates, 
An  higher  ejJt^rt?.irur!ent  waits  ; 
jFruits  new  ?.nd  old  laid  up  in  ft  ore, 

Wti  ^e  <*£  fl|4lj  fee  \  but  thirft  no  more. 

HvMN     LXXVIil.     Long  Metre. 

Tks  Prtr.gth  ofCkrtft's  lo-ve,  and  the  Joul's  jeakufy 

cf  her  G^un      Solomon's  Song  viii.  5,  6,  7,  13. 

1  f  \  %  TBO  is  this  famine  in  vidtrels, 

V  V     That  travek'-tr  .™  the  wildernefs, 
And  pr  •<s,1  with  forrc  w«  and  with  fins*^ 
O)  her  beloved  Lord  fhe'eans  ? 

2  This  is  the  'potife  of  Chnjl  nur  God, 
Bought  with  the  treafurt*  of  his  blood: 
An  i  b-  r  requeft,  and  h-  r  cumolaint, 

h  but  the  voice  of  cv'rv  faint.] 

3  "  Olet  my  name  engraven  hVand, 
Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand  ; 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
That  p'ed^e  of  lovefor  <-v^r  there. 

4  S~n>nger  than  dearh  thy  love  is  known, 
Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  1 


$M  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  371 

And  earth  and  hef!  m  vairi  ci>i  -bine 
To  querrcri  a  fire  io  much  divine. 

5  Bat  i  am  jeaious  of  my  hearr, 

Left  It  fh  -jld  or;ce  from  thee  depart  ; 
Then  le:  thy  name  be  well  impreh'd 
As  -,.  'air  ngnet  on  my  h^A\. 

6  '  1  iii  tnou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  huroe, 
Where  fears  and  doubts  can  nzvt?  come, 
Thy  count 'nance  'et  me  6&eh  fee, 

And  often  *h  .u  (halt  hear  from  me. 

7  Come,  my  Beloved,  hafte  avvav,    _ 
Cui  Ihort  the  hour-  of  thy  dday  ; 
Fly,  like  a  yoiithful  hart  or  roe, 
Over  the*  bills  v  here  ipitre-  >.  ro^," 

Hymn     LXXiX      Lone  Metre. 
A  Morning  Hymn.     Pfdm  xix  5,$.  and  lxxiii. 
24,  25. 
.  OD  of  the  morn.nj?,  gt  khofe  voice 
Jf/fhe  cheerful  hi    makes  hdte  to  rife, 
And   %-.  a  giant  drtaujeice 
To  ran   "is  j  .,,:--..iey  mrpttgh  the  fkies. 
From  the  tair  chamber;-  of  the  ea&. 
The  circuit  of  hi?-  race  begins — 
A-id  svithout  ■.■*>arinef,  or  reft, 
Rnuiic!  trie  Whofe  earth  he  H  es  and  {bines. 
Oh;  Me  the  fan  m.-y  I  fulfi) 
TrT  appointed  d  mie*  ot  ihe  day, 
With  rea  'y  mind  and  active  *iil 
March  01.,  sml  k.'C  nrj  heav'nly  way. 
[But  I  {\ui\l  v  vi  and  fefe  the  race, 
If  God,  rrrf  fun  £h  'U!d  difippear, 
And  leaven;    in  this  worldV\vild  maze, 
Td  follow  ev'ry  ivand'ring  ftar.j 


5Y2  8YMNS    AND  B.I. 

jj  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Eniight'ning  our  bidcuded  ryes  ; 
Thy  thrcat'nings  juft,  thy  promifefure, 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimpie  wife. 

§  Give  me  thy  cqunfels  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  biifs  ; 
All  mydeiires  and  hopes  beiide, 
Are  faint  and  cold  cc-moirY-  to  this. 
Hymk     LXXX.     Long  Metre. 

hii  Evening  Pfalm.     Pial.  iv.  8.  and   iii.  5,  6, 
tnd  cxliii.  8. 

ar  ryiHUS  far  the  Lo--d  has  led  me  oa, 

J^    Thus  far  his  p6w*f  prolongs  my  day?, 
And  ev'cy  i*v*hing  (hall  make  known 
Some  frefh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

$  Mnch'e&fmy  lime  has  run  to  wafte, 
Ami  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  , 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  paft, 
Kc  gives  mefirength  for  days  to„c6rne. 

3  I  lay  my  boiv  down  to  Heep,  & 
Pe  ice  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  swell -appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  ftadons  round  my  b«d. 

4  In  vain  the  fons  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thcufaud  f-ightfu!  things  ; 
My  G  d  in  uiety  makes  me  dwell 
fjeneath  the  fludow  of  his  wjngs\ 

5  [Faith  in  his  name  forrJR.ds  my  fear  : 
O  a*ay  thy  prefence  De*er  depart, 
And  in  the  morning  m.ikemchear 
The  love  and  jflpdnefs  pf  thy  heart. 

6  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  {hail  ctfme, 
My  fk(h  (hall  reit  beneath  the  ground, 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  373 

And  wait  thy  voice  to  ronfe  my  tomb, 
With  fweet  fafvatmS  in the fouruLj 

Hymn     LXXXI.     Long  Metre. 
A  fong  for  Morning  and  Evening.        Lam,  iii.  23 ; 
ifa.  xlv.  7. 

1  1&  JTY  God,  ho«i|  endiefs  is  thy  love  J 
jlVJL  ^  ky  gifts  are  cv'ry  ev'ning  new  ; 
Arui  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Gently  diftil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  fpreadft  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Goardian  ot  my  Helping  hours  ; 
Thy  foreign  word  reftores  the  light, 
And  quickens  ail  my  drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'r.*  to  thy  command  j 
To  thee  I  confecrate  my  days ;  ' 
Perpetual  bleflings  from  thine  hand, 
Demand  perpetual  fong*  of  pr?tfe. 

Hymn     LXXXU.     Long  Metre. 
God  far  above  creatures.    Job  iv.  17,  21. 

1  O  HALL  the  vile  race  of  flejh  and  blood 
^  Contend  with  meir  Creator,, GOD  ? 
Shall  mortal  worm?  prefume  to  be 
More  holy,  w  i fc.  or  jy  ft  than-  he  ? 

2  Beho;d  he  puts  his  truftin  none 
O^  all  the  Spirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his. 
Are  neither  hciy,  jull  nor  wife. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Whsfpring  from  c.'ufr,  and  dwell  in  clay  ! 
Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanTh  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day— from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thoufanJ;  in  thvli-ht  •'"•■ 

Ha  '     * 


s  ana  aecan  una.gr  pro  viaence 
]^IJ  I  rjQifl  the  JuM-  ;  i£Lcti 
J!^  Nor  troubles  nfc  by  ch 
Bui  *«  are  bom  to  cares  and  v 


374  HYMNS    ^AfZ>  B.I. 

Bury'(3  in  dun  .,.    :      a  ioas  lie, 
L  k   J*   rgptteii  vanity^ 
5    A.  i.i.vhrv  P  >w'j-,  t  •  thee  we  b  >w  ; 
Hoa  fr.ilu.fr  v.'c  !  rK»w  glwious,  thotj ! 
No  more  the  Cons  -.ft  a  th  fljall  dare 
Wi  \\  a/riete*na!  G    (  ca  rjpareii 

Hymn     LXXXlil.     Common  Metre. 
ArfU/iio  is  ana  death  unJcr  pro  vide nee.        Job  v.  6. 

:ion  grows, 
hance  ; 
woes  ; 
A  fad  inheritance  ! 

2  As  fparks  break  cut  from  burning  coal?^ 

And  full  are  upwards  b<;r..e  ; 
S  3  ^Hef  is  rooted  in  our  fouls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  nu'God  I  leave  my  caufe* 

And  truft his  promb'd  grace  ; 
He  mld.s  me  by  his  well  known  laws 
Of !.' ve^md  righte&UMefs. 

4  Nu?  all  the  pains  which  e'er  I  bore, 

Snail  ipoil  my  future  peace — 
For  death  .nd  hell  can  do  no  more 
Th-m  what  mv  Father  pleafe. 
Hymn     LXXXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Salvation,    right  eoufwjs,    and  ftre.-igth    in   Chrift. 

iftx.  xiv.  21 — 25. 
I    yEHOydH  \^«k5—\ti  lfrel  hear, 
J  Let  a!!  f.e  earth  rejsjice  *xl&  f-ar, 
\h  God's  eternal  S  >n  proclaims 
His  fov'reign  fron<-un,  and  his  names* 
«  Cl  i  am  the  laltj  and  j  the  firfi", 

**  The  Saviour  God,  ar.d  God  the  juft  ; 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  3 

"ThereVnbne  S^fidel  ere  lends,  t-q  (hag 
<r  S  icli  mMct  and  fclyat  mi  t^o. 

3  <4  [Ye  who  i:'  fhvjj-s  ef  ca  rkiifcfe  uw  ••:, 
u  (Juitonth^  ver^o  ■-'■■) 
t(  Lpnk  lip  toi  me  v 

«?  Light,  ti&,  a  ro;    Um| 

4  «  I  by  rr..   h  -.n, 
"N-rfh-                            iretiini  ; 
«  To  ifae'fhaJ!  ill  t  ■  r   to  -J  the  1;  .:-:?, 
<c  An4  e>*ry£offgi 

tc  T  .      «         . 

6  4C  In  me,  tire  Lc-:d,  Qidll  all 

<c  Of  Ifr  cL  f:c;^  their  fi ns  be  i  e£d  ; 
"-  And  by  their  iliinin^  graces  nrovs 
"  TheirfeiYeft  id  my  pa:d*ning  love." 
MyM  "  LXXXV.     Short  Metre. 
The  fame. 

&      rli    \r    ipead   r#m     s    thcoiis  5 


2  n.dyingfaulsf&mfii 

Jndar&nefs  and  difirjfs^ 
Lock  from  th^bsrders  cfih^plt 
i  (?  /&/  re csv  rsK  7  grace, 

3  Tilers  ftal!  f:;un-7— 

Tneir  tnar&fd  tongues  £hall  own, 
€1 #  nghtefzjnzjs  end  flrenzih  are  found 
hi  ihec)  (he  Lird}  alone, 


J 


37G  KYMNS    AND  B.I. 

4  In;tnce(ha}]  Ifi e{  trtittj 

And  ftc  their  guile  fbrgiv'ri  ; 
God  will  pronounce  the  Tinners  juft, 

And  tike  th«  feints  to  hcav'n. 
Kymn     LXXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
God  hcljjjitjt  and  f&vereijm.     Job  ix.  2 — 1®. 
1    TJf  O  vV  (botUo  the  ion%  <&  Adani*  race 
XJL  B5  pure  before  their  Gj4  ! 
li  bk  contend  In  righjegufuefs, 
We  fzl\  beneath  his  red. 
,  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 
Til  make  no  more  pretence  ; 
N  >t  one  of  all  my  tlioufemd  faults 
Can  bear  a  y.iil  defence. 
3  Strong  is  his  arm,   his  heart  is  wife  ;  • 
What  \ain  prefumtrs  dare 
Againft  their  Maker's  hand  to  rife, 
O.  tempt  rh*  unequal  war? 
4:  Moucteins,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 
From  iheir  ovvn  feats  are  tqrn  ; 
Heihakesthe  earth  from  fbuth  to  north, 
And  all  her  piiiars  fnoaca. 

5  He  bids  the  fun  forbear  ro  rile, 

Th'  obedient  fun  forbears  ; 
His  band  with  facecloth  fpreads  the  fides, 
And  feats  up  ail  the  (tars. 

6  He  walks  u poa  the  ftormyfta — 

Flies  on  the  ftcrmy  wind  ; 
There's  non.  can  trace  his  wond'rous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footfteps  find.] 
Hymn     LXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
Go  D  distils  <mit  b  the  humble  and  penitent*     Ifa.  1 V  ii. 
15)  16. 


1. 1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  327 

1  fTT^HUS  iaich  the  high  and  lofty  One> 

j[     u  i  lit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
u  iviy  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high  ; 
4<  Dwell  in  my  o#ji  eternity. 

2  "  But  I  defcead  to  worlds  below, 

"  On  earth  I  have  a  manJion  too  ; 
*c  Trie  humble  fpirit  and  contrite, 
u  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
*c  I  bid  the  mourning  finner  Ik  e  -, 

"  Hsal  ail  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
<c  And  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind, 

4  *  [When  I  contend  agah.iT  their  fin, 

"  I  make  them  know  bow  vile .  they've  been: 

4C  But  fhould  my  wrath  forever  fmoke> 

K  Their  fouls  would  fink  beneath  my  Itroke." 

5  O  may  tny  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  mould  faint,  dtfpair  and  die  ; 
Thus  fhatl  our  belter  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thv  cfaSTmrig  love.] 

Hymn     LXXXVlTI.     Long  Merre. 
Lift  the  day  of  grace  and  bepe.     EccL  ix.  4,  5,  &C. 
1FE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 


1  T    IF 

JL/  * 


he  time  ty  bfure  the'gteat inward, 


irn,. 

The  viieit  firmer  may  return. 
[Lie  b  the  hour  which  Ck»d  kfesgrv'jv 
To  'icape  froai  hel],  and  By  to  beStffi  i 
The  day  of  grace,  whin  mastil$  trpy 
Secure  the  blcifings  or  the  dhy  ] 
The  living  know  that  tney  mu>i:  dir. 
Bat  all  the  dead  forgoitcn  lie  \. 
Their  ihsm'TV  ana  theif  S^rfe  ;£e  gone, 
'  H  h  2 


378  HYMNS  AND  B.I. 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred  an^  their  l&ve^re  lofl, 
Their  en\y  bury'd  in  the  d;stl  ; 

f    Thev  have  no  (hare  in  all  that's  dene 
Benoath  the  circuit  of  the  fun.] 

5  Tnen  what  my  thoughts  defitgn  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  iritght  purfue, 
Since  no  devica  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faitfo  nor  hope  beneath  the  ground. 

6  There  are  no  eels  of  pardon  pad 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  h%fte  ; 
Bat  darfcheft,  death,  and  long  defpaip, 
Rtign  i.i  eternal  filence there. 

Hymn     LXXXIa.     Long  Metre. 
Tcuth  and  judgment.     Ecel.  xi.  9. 

1  "\^E  fons  of  Adam  vain  ;-v,d  youngs 

j[     Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue, 
Tarle  the  d,  lights  your  fouls  dtfi:e, 
And  give  a  ioo'fe  to  al!  your  lire. 

2  Purfue  the  piesfures  yog  cifign, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  fongs  and  wine, 
E.'ijoy  the  day  of  nahth  :   but  know 
Tngreis  a  day  of  judgment  toe. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thought*, 
II  .  book  records  your  fecrpt  faults  ; 
The  works  of  darknefs  ycu  have  cone, 
MuTi  all  appear  before-  the  fun. 

4  Thsjvengeaiice  to  your  follies  due, 

Should  ftrtkc  your  hearts  vtiih  terror  jfcrV  : 
How  will  you  iisnd  before  his  face, 
Or  anfwer  for  his  iejurM  grace  ? 

5  A I  m  i  gt\  ty  G  •  id,   turn,  i  ft  rhe  i  r  eyes 
From  the/.  during  variiues, 


&lr  -SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  57* 

And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  iheir  fouU  to  fear  the  Lord. 

.Hymn     XC.     Common  Metre, 

The' fame. 
O,  the  young  cnbtfb  of  Adam  rife, 
And  through  ail  nature  rove, 
Fuifil  the  wiiiies  of  their  eyes, 
And  taite  the  j  ,iy3  they  love. 
1  They  give  a  Loft(e.<tb  wi'-d  defiles  ; 
But  let  the  finners  know 
The  ftrict  account  which  God  requires 
Of  all  t%  works  they  dp< 

3  The  Judge  prepares  Ins  throne  on  h^h, 

The  frighted  earth  and  feas 
Avoid  the  fury  nf  his  eye, 
And  flee  before  his  iaee. 

4  How  fiiall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 

And  (land  the  fi'ry  ttft  r 

I'd  give  ail  mortal  j  )yf  away, 
To  be  for  ever  bit  ft, 

Hymn     XCI.     Long  Metre* 
Advice  to  youth.     Eccl.xii.  i,  7.     Ifa.  lxv."2e» 
1   IjOWin  t:he  beat  pT  youthful  blood 

X^%    Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 

1-iehold  the  months  come  ha  fining  on, 

When  voi":  ffca  >  f  ^v— ;;:7  jzys  are  cens. 
-2  Behold  the^ged  firmer  goes, 

Laden  wltb  guilt  arid  beavyipoes, 

Dlv.'n  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

With  eudlefs  curies  on  his  head. 
3  The  dufl  returns  to  dull  again  % 

T\v;  foul;  in  agonies  of  ruin, 


38©  HYMNS    JND  B.  r, 

Afcends  to  God  -f  not  there  to  dwell, 

Bat  hears,  her  doom,  and  fink*  to  bell, 
£  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name, 

Teach  r»e  to  know  ho*  frail  I  am  ; 

And  vrhen  my  foul  rnuft  hence  lerr.ave, 

Give  <-ne  a  mannon  in  thy  love. 
Hymn     XCIL     Short  Metre. 
Chrift  the  wifdam  of  God.  Prov.  via.  i,  22^32, 

1  O  HALL  wifdom  cry  aloud, 

I^J    And  not  her  fpeech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
Dsferves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  "  I  was  his  chief  delight, 

4t  His  ever-biting  Son, 

"  Before  the  firft  of  all  hrs  work?, 

4t  Creation  was  begun. 

3  ««  [Before  the  rtyrng  otottds, 

'«  Before  the  {olid  land, 
«  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods,. 
"  I  dwelt  at  his  right  band. 

4  «  When  he-adorn'd  the  feies, 

tt  And  built  them,  I  was  rh*re, 
S<  To  order  when  the  inn  mould  rile? 
u  And  marftra]  ev'ry  ftaf. 

5  ct  When  he  p^ur'd  out  the  fea, 

"  And  fptsad  the  Rowing  deep, 
V  I  g£vs  the  flood  a  firm  decree, 
*'  In  its  -own  bounds  to  keep. 

6  "  Upon  the  empty  air 

"  The  earth  was  balanc'd  well J 
tt  With  joy  I  faw  the  manfion  v.  here 
*?  The  f  >ns  of  men  fnc-nii  dwell.] 

7  «  Mybjf?  thoughts  at  fi.-Cl 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  j$* 

u  Oil  their  Juration  rsn, 
<l  Ere  fi )  ivav  boFfj|  or  Adam%  duK 

li  Was  fa(h-ion;d  to  a  i/.an. 
$  Ci  Then  come,  receive  my*grace 

£  Y?  children,  and  be  vvife  : 
ft  Happy  the  n:an  who  |tceps  my  ways  ; 
5*  The  man  who  £Kum  •hesr.,  dies." 
Hymn     XCilf.     Long  Metre. 
Wifdom  obeyed  cr  re/yl^d.     i'rov.  viil.  34 — 36. 
i   r|~*riUS  Uitii  the  wftftecp  o.>u.  L  >rd — 
_£    "  B'cii  is  the  man  who  h$srs  my  word, 
ft  Keeps  daily  watck  beibte-foy  gate*, 
tc  And  at  rr.y  feet  for  mercy  wans. 

2  u  The  foul  which  fecks  me.,  mall  obtain 
u  Immortal  wealth  ap$  hcav'niy  gain  ; 
"  Imaiortai  life  is  his  reward — 

u  Life — and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

3  «  But  the  file  wretch  #ho  flies  irom  me, 
C;  D«.'Kh  his  own  foul  an  injury  ; 

"  Foois  who  agamft  my  grace  rebel, 
"  Seek  de&th-^zndl  love  ih-e  r#a«2  to  helf." 
Hymn     XCIV.     Common  Metre.  "'I 

Ji!fzificaik;i  by  faith,  not  by  works .   Rom.  ill-  19—22. 
I   T  7"AiN  are  the  hopes,  the  Tons  of  Efteft 
y      Oa  their  own  v?o.kshave  built  j 
T'neir  hearts  by  nature  are  unclean, 
And  all  their  a&ons  guilt. 
%  Let  Jew  2nd  Gentile  flop  their  mouths, 
Witn»ut  a  murrr/nng  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  ftand 
Guilty  before;  the  Lord. 
3  In  vain  we  afkG<ATs  righteous  law 
Tojuirrfy  us  now, 


SS2  HYMNS     AND  B.  I. 

S.nce — to  convince,  and  to  condemn — 

U  all  the   law  can  do. 
4  jfefuu.  how  gioffotfs  is  thy  groe, 
When  in  thyn~me  Wi  rn>!t  ! 
Our  f*ith   receive  a  righteoAifnefs 
ch  -rk"-  the  fi  ne:  Jufl 
Hvmx     XCV.     Common  Metric 
Regeue, ■  &thn.     johrr  i.  13,  <»Wiii    3,  Src. 

1  "|kT<.  >  I    all  tfl    o-u  ■  ■  .-•'<!  forafti  i.:?  ,  arth, 
J/%1     Nor  ri t t-s  w h k b  God  his  g>' v '. ;, 

IS  ■-■■  ffilj  of  nun.  nor  blood,  ner  birth* 
Can  r.iife  a  fot#i  uo  hear' ft 

2  The  fovYeign  wiil  of  God  alone 

Create-  m  heirsof  grace  ; 
Eorn  in  th-  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  nee. 

3  Tr-e  Spirit,  like  fame  heav'ftly  wind, 

||:bws  on  th«  fdris  of  fiefh, 
N*vv-»'jdels  ail  the  carnal  minJ, 
^*nd  form?  the  man  afrefti. 

4  G;jr  <jutfcjtc»\i  fetils  awake,  2nd  rife 

From  the  i^n^  fbcpof  dsath  j 
On  heaVkly  thi,  ^^  wc  fix  our  eye?, 

And  praife  e£hf>*6ys  cur  breath. 

Hymn     XCVI.     Common  Metre. 
EleSion  excludss  bostfiing.     1  Cor.  i.26 — 5 r, 

1  "OUT  izv3  among  roe  carnal  wife, 
J3    But  few  of  ttbble  race 

Oh  tain  the  favour  cf  thine  eyes, 
Almighty  King  of  giraee. 

2  Ha  takes  the  men  of  meaneft  name 

For  fons  and  heirs  of  God  ; 
Ani  thus  he  pours  abundant  {hamc 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  3% 

On  honorable  blood* 

3  He  calls  tne  foci,  and  makes  him  know 

The  myii'ries  of  his  gr^ce, 
To  bring  afpiring  wifcom  low, 
And  ail  its  pnCe  abate. 

4  Naoare  has  ail'its  glory  loir1, 

W-faen  brought  before  his  throne  ; 
Noflcfh  (hall  in  his  prefence  boaii, 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 
Hymn     XGVII.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  our  --wifdom,  rightsoufr.efs ,  etc.    1  Cor.  i.  30, 
1   ~0<JR*  D  in  ihador/s  oi  the  night, 


Ws  lie  'till  C£W/?  reftores  the  light; 
WUdom  delcends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chafe  the  darknefs  of  the  mind, 
Our  guaty  foyls  are  drpwn'lj  in  trarSj 
'Tdih-iV  atoning  blood  appear;  : 
Then  we  avukt  from  d??p  diftreu. 
And  fin^ — The  Lord  our  righieoufnep.. 
Our  very  {fame  is  emx'd  w;th  Ciu.  » 
Hts  Spin t  makes  our  .nature.-;  elegit: 
Such  virtue*.  fp£&  his  fafPrings  iLav, 
A;  ;(iCu  ro  c]ea:iie  and  pardon  too. 
fefus  beholds  where-  £#te#  Helens, 
Shading  his  fizvr-  ;n  heavy  chains; 
He  (Vis  the  pn^aers  free,  and  breaks 
The  lrc>n  boijdage  fro.n  our  neck1;. 
Poor  h-rlp!  -s  tvoraiH  in  thee  pod-ft 
Grace,  wiidoai,  pov.'-'r,  and  ri^hteoufnefs  3 
Thou  at!  eur  mighty  y£LZ,s  and  we 
G:v    6u*  whole  frlvWO  Lord,  to  thee. 
Hymn     XCVII.     Short  Metre. 
The  fame, 


■SH  HYMNS    AND  B.I. 

1  'TYOW  heavy  is  th<*  night 

j|_    Which  hangs  upon  our  eye?, 
'I'iD  Gbrtft  vv  1 1 h  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  fouls  arife  ! 

2  Our  guilty  fpints  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  hsav'n  ; 
Butmhis  rightcoifnefs  array''', 
•  We  fe-i  our  Uls  f^r^iv'n. 

3  Unholy  and  imaure 

Are  ail  our  thoughts  and  ways  j 
His  hands  infixed   natmecu.e 

With  fan$if)iDg  grace. 
4.  The  pi  •  vv'r s  of  h  )  I  agree 

To  hold  our  fouli  in  vain  ; 
He  fcts  the  fans  of  bondage  free, 

And  breaks  th~  turfed  chain, 
5  Lord,  weadorr  thy  ways 

To  hrinj/  u*  nrar  to  G  d, 
Thy  fovrei.gfi  poiir'r,  thy  hewing  grace3 

And  Inin-i   atoning  blood 
Hymn     XC1X.     Common  Metre. 
'Stones  made  children  cf  Abraham.     M it.  iii.  9. 

1  \  T :\\-\  h    tne     c-c>  wh:  h  rebels  piace 

y        U  on  th-  ir  birth  and  blood, 
D  icndeu  ri\>>n  a  pious  race, 
(  Faeir  fathers  now  with  God.) 

2  H~  fr  in  the  eve?  of  eltrth  and  hell 

C  ri  take  tht?  har'deft  ftpnet, 

And  fill  the  houfc  of  Abraffm  wen1, 

With  new  created  fon*.        • 

3  Such  wond'roux  dqavV  he  doth  pofltf?, 

Who  fof<c\*d  cur  mortal  frame, 
Who  call  a  the  world  frrrm  emptinefs : 


fi.  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  **c 

The  world  cbey'd,  and  came. 
Hymn     C.     Long  Metre. 
Believe  and  be  javed.     John  iii.  i6,  17,  ig. 

%   Ik  TO  i    to  condemn  the  forts  of  men, 
JJ^    D.d  Cbri/i,  the  Son  of  God,  appear : 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 
No  flaming  fword,  nor  thunder  theref- 

a  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  wellf 
He  Tent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  ims-*nd  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

.3  S  nners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 
Truft  in  bis  mighty  name  and  live  g 
A  thoufand  joys  h:s  lips  fcffbrd, 
His  hands  a  thouf&nd  ble&ngs  giyc, 

,  4  Bat  vengeance  tnd  damnation  iies 
On  rebels,  who  rcfufe  his  grace  $ 
Who  God's  eternal  Son  defpife, 
The  hotteft  hell  {hall  be  their  place* 
Hymn     CI.     Lot>*  Metre. 

Joy  in  heaven Jcr  a  repenting  jinnsr.    Luke XV.  7,  I©, 

1  ~\\  THO  can  defaibe  the  joys  which  rife 

VV   Through  all  the  courts  of  paradife'J- 
To  fee  a  prodigal  return, 
To  fee  an  heir  of  glory  born  1 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  \ 
The  Son  with  joy  looks 
The  purchafe  of  his  a^onie?. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  foul  hefornVd  anew  : 
And  faints  and  angels -join -to  fi.ng 

The  growing  empire  ot  their  King, 
I  i 


336  '  .      HYMNS  JND  B.I. 

Hymn     CII.     Long  Me tr e. 

The  Beatitudes.     Matt.  v.  % — iz. 

r  [TQLES  T  are  the  humble  fouls  who  fee 

J3  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 

1  re^mresof  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 

And  crowns  of'joy  laid  up  in  heav  n.J 

2  [3!elt  are  the  men  of  broken  hearts, 
Who  mourn  for  (la  with  inward  fmart  ; 
The  blood  of  Cbrifl  dWinely  flows 

An  healing  balm,  for  all  their  woe*.] 

3  [Bleft  are  the  meek.,  who  ftand  afar 
From  rage  and  paffien,  noife  and  war ; 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  Mate, 

And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great.] 

4  [Bled  are  the  fouls  who  ihirft  for  grace., 
Hunger  and  Ions  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
They  fhaJi  b*  weli  fupp'.y'd  and  fed 
With  living  ftreams  and  living  bread.] 

5  [Bieft  3re  the  men  whole  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Cbri/f,  the  Lord,  they  {hall  obtain 
Like  lyrnp^thv  and  love  again.] 

6  [Bleft  are  the  pure,  whofe  rreas:;s  are  clean 
From  the  drilling  pow'r  of  mi  ; 

With  end'tfs  pieafure'they  malice 
.  A  God  ofcfnotlcfs  puhtjri] 

7  [B'-ilare  the  men  of  peaceful 'J ii->, 
WhoqU&nch  the  qoals  cjf' growing  flrife  ; 
They,  iha'l  becalr'J  the  heirs  cf  blifs, 
The  fons  of  G-d,  the  God  or  peace.] 

3  [Bled  arc  the  fuff'rcr?,  y.«ho  partake 
OF  pain  an  J  in;,  me  for  Jffis'  fcke  ; 
1  her  fju's  thill  criumplt  in  the  Lord, 


B.  I,  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  $} 

Glory  2nd  joy  are  their  reward.] 

Hymn     CHI.     Common  Metre, 
Not  ajbamed  of  (be  go/pel.     %  Tim .  i.  12 . 

1  T'M  not  aihamM  to  own  my  Lord, 
J_   Or  to  defend  bis  caufe, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  woxd, 

The  g.'ory  of  his  crofs, 

2  y?fas,  rtiy  God,  I  know  his  name- ; 

His  name  is  ail  my  truft"  : 
Nor  will  he  put  ir.y-  foul  to  iname, 
Nor  let  tny  hope  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promife  (lands,* 

And  he  can  well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the  decifive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worth'efs  tame 

Before  his  Fatte%  fice, 
And  in  the  new  <Jerufalein 
Appoint  rov  foul  a  place. 
Hymn     CIV.     Common  Metre. 
A  ft  ate  of  nature  ur.d'jace.     1  Cor.  vi.  10,  11, 


N 


'OTthe  malicious  or  prof: 
"Thz  wanton  or  the  p: 


EG, 


Nor  thieve?,  ncr  flund'/m  ihali  obtain 

The  ki  ngdo  m  o f  o u  r  God . 
Surp riling  grace  !   and  men  were  we, 
1  By  nature  and  by  fin, 
Heirs  of  immortal  misery, 

Unholy  and  unclean. - 
But  we  are  walh'd  in  JefiiS*  blood, 

We're  pardcr.M  thru'  his  name  5 
And  the.go^d  Spirit  of  oar  Cod-, 

Has  f^ivSilfvM  our  frame .  > 


m  HYMNS    AND  %% 

4  O  for  a  perfeverintr  pow'r 

Tc  keep  thy  juft  commands  ! 
We  would  defile  our  he;  r*s  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hinds. 
Hymn     CV.     Common  Metre. 
Heaven  in-vifible  and  koly.     i  Cor.  ii.  9,  10.  Rev. 
xxi.   27. 

1  T^Y OR. eye  hath  ken,  nor  ear  hath  h*artf,> 
±%$      Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafen  known, 

Vv "'ri;-t  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
Fof  :hoie  who  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  cf  the  Lord 

Reveals  aheav  n  to  cemz  : 

a  The  (reams  of  glory  in  his  word, 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  ^:e  :hs  joys  wbove  iht  iky, 

And  ali  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
C-m  fee  or  ui'tc  the  blifs. 

4  Thoie  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Itifaon,  fi;u  2nd  fham«  ; 
None  ihaS'l  ob'ftin  admttiarice  thsrre, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  H  -*:.;?:  the  Father's  book  oflife, 

:  ail  their  Us  tries  are  found  ; 
Th:  hypocrite  m  vain  (hall  drive 
To  tread  thfj  bsav/ojy  ground. 
Hymn     CVI.     Short  Metre. 
Bead  ;o  fin  by  the  cro/s  tf  Chrift,  Rom.  vi.i,  2,6. 
1   Ot-tALF  we  go  ■  n  tq  fi  , 

tTj    Becaufq  th)  grace  abounds  ? 
G;  crucify  the  Lord  a^ain, 

And  coen  all  his  wounds  r    • 


ft,  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  3% 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  ! 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 
That  we,  whofe  i\m  are  crucify'd, 
*   Should  raiie  them  from  the  dead, 

3  We  will  beilaves  no  more, 

Since  Chrtft  has  made  u  free, 
Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  the  crofs, 
And  bought  our  liberty: 
Hymn     CV1I.     Long  Metre. 
^hefoll  and  recovery  of mat  :  or ,Chriii  and  Satan : 
at  enmity.  Gen.  iii.  1,15, 17.  Gal. iv.4. Col. 11,15.. 

1  Tp^LCElV'D  by  fubde  fnares  or  ndi, 

\J  Adam -mi?  head,  our  father,  fell, 
VVnen   Satan  in  the  fcrpenthid, 
■Propos'd  the  fruit  which  God  forbid. 

2  Death   was  the  threatening  \  death  began 
To  take  p^iT-fiion  of  the  man  ; 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curfes  fmcte  the  ground. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 
Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
Let  everlajling  hatred  be 

Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee, . 

4  The  woman's  Jesd  Jhallbe  my  Son,    ■ 
Hejhall  deftroy  what  thou  haji  done  : 
Shall  break  thy  head  and  only  feel 
Thy.  malice  raging  at  his  heel. 

5  [He  (pake,  and  bid  four  thoufand  year> 
Roll  on  ;  at  length  his  Son  appears  ; 
Angels  with  joy  defcend  to  earth, 
And  ling  the  young  Redeemer's  birth; 

6  Lo,  by  the  fons  of  hell  he  dies ; 

But  as  be  hung  'iwixt  earth  and  fkies? 
list 


.3po  HYMNS    JND  Kh 

He  gave  thei;  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  irtu  aph'd  o'er  the  powVs  below.] 
H^mn     CVI11.    Short  Metre. 
Chriit  unjeen  and  beloved,     i  Pet.  i.  §> 

1  T^TO  t   with  our  mortal  eyes 
jL  l|.      Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 

Yet  wc  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  iove  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  light 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 
Yet,  Lcfrd,  our  inmoft  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  tafte  thy  love* 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Uafpeakable,  'ike  thofe  above,, 
^  nd  heav'n  begins  below. 
H^mn     C1X.     Long  Metre. 
The  value  c/'Chrift  and  his  righteoujnefs.  Phil.  ill. 

%  8,  9. 
I   TV/TO  more,  my  G   i,  I  boaft  no  more 
X  x    Of  all  .the  duties  I  have  done  j 
I  quit  th<r  hopes  I  heid  before, 
To  trim  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  N  ivy  For  the  iove  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  mv  g-'^  I  count  my  lofs  j 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  (ha  me, 
Aud  nail  my  glory  to  his  crofs. 

3  Yes,  and  I  mult  and  will  efteem 
AM  things  but  ioU  for  ye/us9  Sake  ; 
O  may  my  (ml  be  found  in  him, 
A  id  o  his Ti^hie.iuf.iefs  partake. 

4,  Tie  belt  obsdience  of  my  hands 
Dire*  not  appear  before  thy  throne  5 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  391 

Eat  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands,' 
By  p-eading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 
Kymn     CX.     Common  Metre. 
Death  and  immediate  glory.     2  Cor.  v.  1,  5,  8. 

1  /T^HJiivE  1*  a  hv;uie  not  made  with  hands, 
.   JL     Eternal  and  on  high, 

And  here  my  fpirit  waiting  ftands? 
'Till  God  (hall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  thi^  prifonofmy  clay 

Mali  bedilT,Iv5d  and  fall  * 

Then,  O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heav'a:y  Father's  call. 

3  lis  he,  by  his  almighty  j-;race, 

Who  form'd  thee  fit  for  nWv'nj* 
And,  as  an  earned  of  the  place, 
Has  his  owr  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  w«lk  by  faith  of  Joyf  to  comes 

Faith  lives,  upon  his  word  j 
But  v.hi: :  the b-  iy  is  our  hone, 
We're  abfent  From  \ht  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pkafam  ro  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  fee, 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  flefli,- 
And  prefect,  herd,  with  thee. 
Hymn     CXI.    Common  Metre. 
Saltation  by  grace.     Tit   iii.  3,  7.  ' 
I  T     ORD,    *e  conTefs  our  numVuus  faults^ 
I  j  How  great  our  guilt  has  been  1 
Fooi.fh  and  vain  were  all  cur  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  fin. 
%  But,  O  my  foul,  for  ever  praife, 
For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who.  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  wayV:-' 


10  HYMNS    JND  B.  t> 

Of  folly,  ftn,  ind  Illume. 

3  ['Ti*  nor  by  woiks  of  righteoufnefs 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  act  fav'd  by  fov'reign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son\] 

4  'Tis  from  me  mercy  of  our  God 

That  alt  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'  Tis  by  the  wacer  and  the  blood 
Our  fouls  are  vrafh'd  from  fin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  purchafe  of  his  death 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The'Spint  is  font  down  to  breathe 
On  fuch  dry  nones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ; 

And,  jutfify  d  by  grace, 
W ;  fh  .1*  appear  m  glory  too, 
Ami  tp  our  Faraer**  face.  / 

Hymn     CXII.     Common  Metre. 
Looking  to Jefus      John  iii.  14 — 16. 

1  O    }    "j  tUc  ^tebfew  prov.m-i    raile 
£3     r.:eu-r.z       icipenr  high  ; 
Tn  •  wounded  relr  immediate  eiife, 

T^»e  cunp  forb-  re  to  die. 

2  Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour^ 

And  live,  the  prophet  cries  ; 

But  Cbri/I  perforins  a  nobler  cure, 

tVfeen  faith  lifts  up  Our  eyes. 

3  H:  m  on  th'  crols  the  Saviout  hung,. 

Hi^n  in  tne  he*v  ns  he  rrigns  : 
H'~jre  Tinners,  by  th*    Id  ferpent  ftung, 
Looic,  and  forget  trier  pains. 
4,  Wien  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives  5 


1 . 1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  393, 

The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 
TV  expiring  Gentile  Yive*. 
Hymm     CXI11.     Common  Metre. 
Abraham's  Hejjing  on  the  Gentiles,       Gen.  Xvii. 
7.   Rom,  xv.  8.  Mark  x.  14. 
'OW  large  the  prom ife  !   how  divine. 
To  Jhrab'm  and  his  feed  ! 
1 II  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thins y 
Supplying  all  their  nted* 

2  The  words  of  this  extenfive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the' cot'nant  proves^ 
And  teals  the  bieHkigfcre. 

3  Jefuk  theaneieiu  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  giv'n  ; 
He  takes  yonrvg  children  to  his  arm?, 
And  calls  them  heirs  ofbeav'n* 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  5 

His  love  endures  the  fern's  ; 
Nor  from  the  prom  ife  of  his  grace 
Btats  out  the  children's  name. 
Hymn     CX1V.     Common  Metre* 
The  fame.     Rom.  xi.  16,  17. 

1  /^ENTILES  bv  ruture,  we  belong 
\JT  To  the  wild  Uive  wood; 
Grace  took  u$  from  the  barren  tree, 

And  grafts  u^  in  the  good. 

2  With  the  fame  ble  flings  grace endows 

The  Gentile  as  the  Jew  \ 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
Such  are  the  branches  too, 

3  Then  letthe  children  of  the  faints 

Be  dedicate  to  Gcd  \ 


394  HYMNS    JND  B.  I. 

Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  vv^fh  them  in  thy  blood. 
4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  feed, 
Snail  thy  taxation  come, 
And  num'rous  houiholds  meet  at  iafl; 
In  one  eternal  home. 
•Hymn     CXV.     Common  Metre. 
Conviction  of  fin  by  the  law.  Rom .  vii.  8,  9,  14,2  4*- 

1  T    OKDj  how  tec  ure  my  conference  was, 
fl  j    And  felt  no  inward  dread  L 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav 'a  were  firm  and  bright, 

But  fince  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  Ughf, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  [My  suih  appear'd  but  lrnall  before, 

'Till  terribly  I  fa w 
How  perfect,  lioly,  juft  and  pure, 
Was  thirseefernai  ^w» 

4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load;- 

My  fins  reviv'd  again, 
I  h*d  provokV  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  yere  flain.J 

5  l\r.  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Under  the  pow'r  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  co  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confcience  clean. 

6  My  God,  1  cry  with  evVy  breath, 

For  fome  kind  pow'r  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  -  nd  death, 
A*d  th  ^  rwfeem  thtflwe. 
Hymn     CXVI.     Long  Metre. 


|||       -      SPIRITUAL  "SONGS.  595 

Lowe  to  Gdd  and  enr   neighbour,   f   Matth.  xxii. 
37 — 40^  - 

*  rT^HUS  p&itri  me  ft r it  and  great  command^ 
J[     ts  Le?  all  thy  inward  pow'ra  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
<c  With  ut  rr.oft  vigour  and  delight. 

q>  "  Then  (hall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 
u  Share  thine  affecTion  and  efteem, 
"  And  let  thy  kindaefsto  thyieif, 
"  Meafurcand  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  fenfe  which  Mcjes  fpoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  % 
For  want  of  this  t-ie  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  futni'd  by  lovet 

4  But  O,  horc  bafe  cur  paffions  are  ! 
How  cold  cur  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord<  fill  our  fouls  with'  beav'iilv  fire, 
Or  we  ihall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

Hymn     CXVIL     Long  Metre.  • 
ffltS&nJk.  vereign  and  fret.   Rom.  i  x .  21, 22, 2  5 ,  2  £. 

1  ['Jpc.HOLD  the  potter  and  the  ciuy, 

JQ  H&  forms  his  veiTe's  as  he  pie^fe  ; 
Such   s  our  God  ;  and  fuch  are  we, 
The  fubj-cls  of  his  jutt  decrees. 

2  Deth  not  the  workman's  pow'r  extend 
OV  r  all  the  mats,  which  part  to  chufe, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  ufe  ? 

3  May  not  the  fov'reign  Lord  on  high, 
Difpenfe  his  favours  as  he  will, 
Chufefometo  life  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  juir.  and  gracious  (till  r] 

4  [What  if  to  make  his  terror  known, 


3§&  HYMNS    AND  B,  1. 

He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 

SufPring  vile  rebel*  to  go  on, 

Aiici  (eal  their  own  deftruction  fure  ? 
5  What  if  he  means  to  fhow  his  grace, 

And  his  electing  iovc  employs 

To  mirk  out  fame  of  mortal  race, 

And  form  them  fit  for  heav'nly  joys  r] 
$  Shall  man  reply  agairift  the  Lord, 

And  call  hi*  Maker's  ways  unjuft, 

The  thunxtar  of  whofe  dreadful  word 

Can  cruih  a  thcufand  worlds  to  dull  ? 
7  But,  O  my  fool,  if  truth  fo  bright 

Should  da**le  as*d  confound  thy  fight, 

Yetftill  his  written  will  obey, 

A?id  wait  the  great  decifive  day. 
$  Then  he  (bail  make  his  juftice  known, 

And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne, 

With  joy  or  terror  (hall  confefs 

The  g'orv  of  bii  rifchteemfnefs. 

Hymn   .  CXVIII.     Short  Metre. 
Mofes   ^w^Chrift  :  *r,  fins  againft  the  law  and 

gcfpeL     John  i.  17.     Heb.  iii.  3,  5,  6.  x.  28. 

i    fTplHE  law  by  Mefes  came, 

But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 

Were  brought  by  Chrifl,  a  nobler  name, 
Defending  from  above. 

2  Amidit  the  houfe  of  God 

Their  diffVent  works  were  done: 
Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  (rood, 
But  Ghrlfl,  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 

Be  flri&  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  ftanis 


B,  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  $9Y 

Tht  S  V reign  ano  tne  head. 

4  The  maa  who  ourtt  dTpife 

The  law  which  Mtjes  brought* 
Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 

For  his  prefumpty  u    t  ult  ! 

5  But  f  »rer  vengeance  fells 

On  tijar  reb,  II  ..us  race, 
Who  hate  t<> -he.tr  when  Jtfus  call?, 
And  dare  r  iilt  his  grace. 
Hymn     CXIX.     Common  Metre. 
The  diffetem  fuccejs  cf  the  gojpel.      I  G  r .  i.  2  3 ,24. 
z  Cor.  ii.  15.     1  Cor.  in.  6.,  7. 

1  SJriRtST  and  -as  crr.fc  are  ..11  ,u:  theme ; 

I  he  mylt'ries  that  vefpei-k, 
Are  (band  1  in  the  j*nM  efieem* 
And  i  11  y  to  the  Greek: 

2  But  foul,  enlighten'd  from  above, 

With  joy  receive  tht  word  ; 
They  fee  whit  wif<Jofli>  pow'f  and  love, 
JShine  m  thrirdyi.:;  Lord. 

3  The  vit .1  .favour  ot  h    n^me 

Re<tofex'th--".rfaJntj;;^  breath  ; 
But  imfeelref  pegytrts  the  fame 
To  I  til* ,  detr/.-ir,  and  de*th. 

4  'T.ll  G  d  dM&Tfc  his  graces  down,  ; 

Like  (howfrS  of  heav'tdy  rain, 
In  ya;>  /Ifdhi  £.?w«-  the  ground, 
A  a  i3^/  n-:v  pi i fit  in  vain 
Kymn     C\X.     Common  Metre. 
Faith  cf things  mfeen.     Keb.  xi.  13,  %,  I©; 
I;  T"p  '*-  '  B    •  ths  brt£h.t.i!  .'vi  deuce 
J/    Of  tuno  bryoniour  fighft 
breaks  through -the  c-l.>u&  et'fldh  andfs^, 
K  k 


39S  HYMNS     JXD  B.I. 

And-cwdK  m  heavM;  light ; 

2  It  fcts  time*  jKiif  in  r  *, 

Br,ffign  oi tbra  protpcch  home, 
Of  thing?  a  rbourand  years  a;^ 
Or  iheubmJ  tfs^rs  to  O'-mc. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  woilds  n<ere  msde 

Bv  Q*5d*s  rfmtgbrfy  wurd  ;— 
Abraham  to  urk:^u^:i  countries  lcd> 
B*  faith  obe-yM  the  Lord. 

4  Heu'.i*hta  city,  Fair  and  high, 

Bti  Itbv  th'citrn:Jhand  ; 
Ana  b.'th  aiiiircs  us,  th:ui0b  we  die, 
TbatbeavYl    bu'liihs  Hands. 
Hymn     CXXI.     Comrr.  on  Metre. 
Children  devotee  it  God.     (Jen.  xvii.  7,  10.  A2U 
xvi.  14,  15,  33    . 
(For  thofe  who  pra&ife  Infant  Ikptifm.) 

1  rT^.HUS  um;  &«  nu-icy  eftb«  Laid, 

JL      *\i'U  be  a  God  to  the*  : 
<4  i'li  Wd"   thy  twm'rotis  raa — and  they 
«  Shall  be  "a  i~:d  for  cne.  " 

2  Abrab'm  b^lievV.  rhe  pfotD(fe*d  grace, 

A  kd  g^v.  h\?  fofis  to  Gd  i 
But  wtripc-fetl*  tve  bltffuiff  now, 
Which  on;*  »*S9  te<J:d  with  bleed. 

3  Thw  £>-*&?  fati&ify'd  h*r  honfr, 

Wi:cii  (he  rccciv'd  the  w<>rdv 
Thus  the  Mievirtg  jiiidr  gave  . 

His  houfhrJJ  to  the  Lord. 
4.  Tiu»*  Uti.riaints,  crenel  King, 

Thine  ancient  truth"   mnrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant    Spring  biing, 

And  hunsbiy  clurn  tfvi  grace. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  399 

Hymn     QKKl-i..    Long  Metre. 
Believers  buried '-vjjtt?  Chrldzn  baptifm.     Rom.vi, 

■s  )  ye  not  itfk&p  tfa&t  foUm  •  word, 
at  vnt£i&  burv'tl  with  the  Lord  ; 


'D' 


J&*pj  z  e  into  xis  dea 

rut    n    \  ■■  .  ~ 
2   Qui  r-:til-  r&oeivediv 


Raiis'd  ' h ith  a  Tr;.-:, -^on,  £y&  and  cteath 

And  '"    J:?b  vc  the'ftics. 

3  N  •■•    .  fin  p5  Satan  rfflgn 


Over  on 
Tii?  var 


-    -  t 

Hymn     CXXuI.     Ov'n;r.o:wo:rtre. 
^Tke  repeating  prodigal.   /Lake  x?.   13-,  <S;e. 

1  I^EIiOLD  tfitc  v-r-r,  i oo.le  lull  and 
jf}  Had  w^Hed  his  efUte,  [wine 
He  beg*  a  lhare  amonp  the  Uviae, 

To  tail  e  the  hufk?  they  cat, 

2  "I  die  with  hunger  here,'*  lui  cries, 

u  Ifiarve  in  foreign  land*.  ; 
"  My  fethe^f  haulclja%!sr;»^  fopplies, 
u  And  bounteous  s.re  his  inooa. 

3  "  Y\\  go*  and  with  a  motyrn|i.il  tongue 

•<  Fall  down  l^jf^c  bU  faee  : 

•    ic  Father ,  I've  mm  thy  jitfics  wrongs 

"  iVV  r#fi  dtf$rv$  tky  gmk£" 

4  Hefaid — *nil  ha&es-M  to  hi;  rum?, 
.    To  fedtbU  father'*  love  ; 
The  fetbsf  faw  ths  rcbei  come, 

And  aH  his  bowels  move. 


4©o  HYMNS     JND  B.  L 

5  He  ran;  ami  t  ii  u-  on  h.>  neck  — 

Etf  bracM  anc  Kcils'd  his  Ton  ; 
The  rerx-/>  heart  u  irh  forrow  brake, 

F  >r  follies  he  had  done. 
%  «  Take  off  his  clothes  of  (ham0  and  fia 

(The  father  gives  command) 
u  DreO  him  in  garment  white  and  clea», 

u  With  rmg'  adorn  his  hand. 
7  <l  A  P2y  of  feaftihg  I  ordain, 

"  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  : 
"  Ivlv  fon  wa*  de?.<i,  3nd  lives  again, 

41  WasJ^ft,  ?.«d  now  i*  fmihtJ." 

Hymn     CXXTV.     Long  Metre. 
77"  firjt  6.i;»  fa  end  Adam.     Ro  n  i .  v .  I  2 ,  &  c . 
fc£P  ;n  the  ouit,  beiore  thy  threnc, 
Our:^ui!t  and  our  d^race  we  own  j 
Grc*;  G  *l !   we  own  th*  unhappy  ntme 
Whence  fprung  «  ur  nature  and  our  (hame. 
ddzm-  the  (inner  :  at  his  fad. 
Death,  like  a  eorqiAor,  fc-iz'd  u?.  all ; 
A  thoufand  rcv  bes  are  dead 

By  fatal  union  to  their  head, 
riut  uh:le  our  fpifits,  fili'J  with  awe, 
&e)K >Jd  the  'errors  of  thy  law, 
We  ftng  the  honours  of  thv  g^sce, 
"Which  feht  to  Ove  cur  rum'u4  race. 
We  ini£tl<u;e  etfejJafting  S  n, 
Who  joint!  o'jr  nature  to  his  own  : 
Adum  the  fetond,  from  the  duit, 
Raifes  the  ruins  of  the  firth 
[Bv  the  rebellion  of  one  man, 
Through  all  his  feed  the  mifchief  nn  ; 
hud  by  on-.*  man's  obedience  now, 


E.  L  SPIRITUAL  SQftGS.  401 

Area]!  his  feed  made  righteous  too, 
6  Where  fin  did  rei^o,  and  death  abound, 
There  have  the  Tons  of  Mam  found 
Abounding  life;  thus* glorious  grace 
Reigns  thro'the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs.J 
Hymn     CXXV.     Common  Metre, 
Chrift'j  compajfictt  to  the  tweak  and  tempted.  Heb. 
iv.  15,  16.  Wv.  9.  Matth.  xii.  20. 

1  TlfiTrljuy  wc  meditate  the  grace 

W      Of  our  High  Prieft  above  :       . 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  tave. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  fympathy  withm* 

He  knows  our  feeble"  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  fare  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefv,  innocent  and  pure. 

The  great  Redeemer  Rood, 
While  Satan's,  fiery  dart*  he  bore3 
And  did  refit  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And,  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefb 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  [He'il  never  quench  the  fmoaking  fla$> 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame  : 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r, 
We  mail  obtain  deliv'ring  grace, 
In  the  diftrefim*  hoar. 
Hymk    CXXVI.    Long  Metre. 
Kk  2 


4«2  HYMNS    JND  B.I, 

Charity  and  unckantablenefs.        Rom.  XiV.  17,  1 9, 
1  Cor.  x.  32. 

1  T^TOT  diffrcat  rood,  nor  difPrent  dre&, 
JL  ^i   Commie  ths  kingdom  of  cur  Lord : 
B  <t  peace  and  jr.y,  and  nghteouf'ncfs, 
Faith,  And  ebedirnce  to  his  word. 

2  Wncn  weaker  Chriftuns  we  oefpife, 
Wc  d<!  the  goipei  mighty  wrong  j 
For  God  the  gracious  and  the  wife, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  ftrong. 

3  Lt  pride  and  wrath  be  haniuYd  hence, 
Meeknefs  and  love  our  fouU  purfue — 
Nur  (hall  our  praftce  gire  oftcuce 
Tofoint*.  the  Gentile  or  the  jfew. 

Hymn     CXXVIL     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'j  inuitathnto*fin*trs.      Matt.  xi.  28— '3©. 

1  '•  /^OME  hither,  ail  ye  weajy  ioult, 
\^   ^  Yc  heavy -laden  turner*,  come, 
<l  i'.i  ^ive  y.iu  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
"  Andraife  yout  »my  heav'nJy  home, 
3  u  They  (ball  fid  reft  who  learn  of  me, 
<;  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  \     ' 
u  Bur  pafiion  rages  like  the  (ca, 
u  And  pride. isic ft lefsas  the  wind. 
3  u  B*eftis  the  man,  whofc  (boulders  take 
?  Mr  yoke,  and  hear  it  with  delight  ; 
u  My  yoke  is  eafy  to  hi*  neck, 
My  grace  "(hail  make  the  burden  light." 
come  at  thy  command, 
and  hope,  and  humble  zeal— 
R'.-fign  our  (pints  to  thy  hand, 
Tom  <uld  an  I  ^uide  us  at  ihv  will. 
Hymn     CXXVlIJ,    Long  Metre. 


".J    fcv     ~ 

Jtfus   vve  c< 

W-rh  faith, 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL "  SONGS.  403 

Ths  Apoftles'  commiJJtQn,     Markxvi.  15.     Matt, 
xxviii.  18,  &c. 

1  "if~^  O  prcacii  m*  gpfpcf,  fiuh  t&5  L,?rd, 
-\jBicftae  whole  earth  my  grace  receive, 
Hfe  ih*il  b-^  iav'd  who  trufb  my  word, 

He  Ihall  bedastrYd  who  won't  believe. 

2  [1*11  make  your  great  commita07i  known, 
And  y<iV  &?tl  prove  my  g^ipd  true, 

By  all  the  works  which  I  have  done, 
By  ail  the  winders  .ye  &ati  do. 

3  Go  heal  tae  ftek^  go  raife  the  dead, 
Go  c*il  out  devils  in  my*  name  j 
Nor  let  my  prophet  be  afraid, 
ThoGrteks  rsproeeh,  and  J^zw  hlafphemej 

4  Tach  all  s&?.  ■  »f  turns  my  commands, 
I'm  with  ytni  'ah  the  WjorfcUball  end  j 
All  pow  r  is  trufled  in  my  hands, 
lean  ddrroy,j»ndl  defend  r* 

5  He  fpake,  and  light  (hone  1  ound  bts  hcad^ 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  hcav 'n  he  rode  j 
They  to  the  funhr-x)  nation?  fpread 
The  grace  of  riW'r  akvn  ieJ  Gr>d. 

Hymn     CXXIX.     Long  M-rre. 
Submijfitn  and  deliveratzct.     Gail.  xxii.  6,  &C»    ? 

1  O  jiN  TS,  icyoui-  ^cav'niy  Farmer  '*  word, 
j^3  Give  up  your  a>mf.Tt>  tome  Lord  3 
H<r  mall  reitore  wh*'  you  re%n. 

Or  grant  you  b'effingj,  more  divine. 

2  So  Abrab  m:  w\\h  obedient  baud. 

Led  forth  bis  (on  at  God'.*  command  3 , 
The  vro^d,  the  fire,  the  koife  he  took, 
His  arm  preparM  the  dreadful  ftmke, 

3  Abrfth'm,/^^,  the  angel  cry'd, 


404  HYMNS    AND  B.J. 

Thy  faith  is  knru/n,  thy  Uvc  is  try*d', 
Thy  fin  Jha  11  live — and  in  thy  feed 
Shad  the  whole  earth  be  bkfs^d  indeed, 

4.  Tuft  wi  the  lait  dittrefiing  .lour 
The  L  rd  difplays  deliv'n^g  povv'r  : 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place 
Wrnre  we  (ha!'  fee  furprifinp  grace. 
Hymn     CXXX.     Long  Metre. 

L$ve  anal  haired.       Phil.  ii.  2.     Eph.  iv.  30,  &C. 

I   l^T^^  bf  tnc  bo**«U  of  m>  Gog, 

j_^    Hi   (harp  diftreC,  bis  fore  complaint^, 
By  t.is  4ti  groans,  bis  dying  b-ood, 
1  charge  my  foul  to  lo*  c  the  faints. 

a  C    mowrand  wrathvaad  war  begone, 
Envy  aod  fpitc  ref  ever  ceafe, 
Lei  hitter  **ords  n*»  moret*  known 
/Vmorig  the  f-  *nt>    the  fon>  o!  peace. 

3  The  Sp  irit,  1  i Ice  a  peaceful  dove, 

F'ie-  f  oiti  the  realms  of  noife  and  flrjfe  ; 
W  y  (h  »uld  we  vex  and  grieve  hi»  love, 
Who  feal*  our  foiils  to  heav'nlv  life  ? 

4  Tender  a.  d  kind  be  all  uur  thoughts, 
Thr  u^h  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run: 
So  G -<A  forgive*  our  num'rous  feultSy 
For  the  tear  f-k-~  of  Chri/l,  his  S  n. 

Hymn     CXXXI.     Lo-g  Metre. 
The  Phartjee  and  Publican       Luke  xviii.  10,  &€. 

1  "fJiciOi.D  h  »w  (inn«?r«< d'.fagree, 
£j  Tb<-  Pu^Uc-m  and  Pharisee  ; 
OocHoth  his  nghtemifnefs  proclaim, 
The  ■  ther  owns  his  guilt  and  (htme. 

2  This  m*n  at  bumble  diftance  ftands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  tiffed  hands  : 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  40$ 

That  bddly  rifes  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  difPrent  language  knows. 
And  difTresfit  anfwers  he  beftcws  : 

The  humble  foul  vdth  grace  he  crowns, 
Whi'.e  on  the  proud  hi*  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  lei  rue  never  be 
JoirtM  with  the  boaffrrtg  Pharifee, 
I  have  no  merits  ©f  my  own, 

But  p'<ezd  the  luff  in^s  of  thy  Son. 
Hymn     CXXXII.     Long  Metre. 
Holinefs  and  grace.     Tit.  ii.  10— 13, 
.).  let  ouriips  •; ndl i v es  exprcffs 
The  holy  gofpel  we  protefs ; 
So  letour  works  and  virtues  (hine, 
To  prove  the  doclrine  all  divink.. 

2  Thus  (hal!  we  beft  'proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  G  'd; 
Wh'en  the  fa'varion  reigns  within, 
Ani  grace  fehdues  the  pow'r  of  fin. 

3  OurSeffa  and  fenfemuii  be  deny*d, 
PiOion  and  envy,  i  a  ft  and  pridt;  : 
While  jultice,  temp'rsnee,  truia  and  lovCj 
Our  inward   piety  3.ppr  ve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up, 
While  'w e  expect  that  b  eiP-d  hope, 
The  bright  ?ppe.iranceoftheLordt 
And  finh  Rzxids  tp&kmg  -n  his  word. 

Hymn     CXXXI1L  "Common  Metre, 
Love  and  charity.     1  Cor.  xiii.  2 — 7,  1 5.. 
I   TT    £T  Prunue*  &i  high  efeaa, 
JL/    Their  'j&tii  and  zrai  declare, 
Ali  their  religion  is  a  dream, 


4o6  HYMNS    AND       ,  B.  I* 

IF  love  he  •>  ■   ting  then?, 
2  Love  furFers  long  v  th  psuent  eye, 

N  ,,'c  in  h^lic,* 

She   ets  ■  -e  |  i  cfen    injury  die, 

Aiu!  long  rorgct*  the  puft. 

(thofe  fifes  of  hell) 
Snc  •  with  her  tongue  ; 

Hopes  at;;:  b  .  no  ill, 

[he  en  ures  th<  wrong.] 

4  [Sh  firejsn^ffeeks.toknow 

ofthe  time  ; 
Nor  \m\  on  tbcfe  below, 

Nor  envies  thole  who  climb.] 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  fe?k  Iv :  :..'v;n  hour's  good  : 
So  Qqq\  fv,n  S -tj  c^me  d©#h  to  die, 
And  bought  our  iiv.-s  vvith  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  which  keep?  hsr  pow'r 

In  all  Aft  reslm?   above  ; 
There  faith  and  ho;>-  sre  known  no  more, 

Bill  f> :  1 1 '    h-r  rv*-t    !•  *»©, 

Hy  m  h     CXXXI V .     long  Metre. 
Religion  vuia   ivithour  love,      i  e-or.  xiii.  I,  2,  3. 

1  YTaD  ith?  tongufci  oi  Gruh  <-Mjizvs, 
J§~  [  And  nobler  fnecch  fcfcan  angels  ufe, 

Ir  ii  vc  hsr.  zbknu  I  am  tcune 

Like  rinithn^  brafc,  an  empty  found. 

2  Were  I  itiif.th'd  to  prfc^ch  and  tell 
All  that  ij  do*e  v)  heav'n  and  hell  ; 
0?i  c*uld  my  f«jth  the  world  remove, 
S'.iii  1  *m  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  i  diftfibute  2)!  my  More 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  407 

Or  give  my  bod?  \j  the  fiwrne, 

To  gain -amariyi's  gl  on  ■•*.»*  .name — 

4,  ]f  i©ve  to  jGrfed;  sndiove  r©  men 
B*  a&feht,  all  my  hove*  arevain  ; 
N«r  tongue?,  nor  gifts,  jvt  fi >y  zeal, 
The  wrksof  U*#  can  e '%f'fu)5h 

Hymn     CXXXV.     Long  Metre. 

?Air  jb^f  ff/^Chrlit  ^«/  ahrtikd  in  ike  heart. 

'   Euli.  iii.  i6,&c. 

I   /""^TWIE,  cteafelft  Lwa^zktml  and  dwell, 


Bf  faitii  and  love,  in  tk&y  breaft 


Tlk-d  th   \  &«  know*  and  t&fte,  and  fee!    - 
The  joy s  which  csrmu*  Nj  exprefs'd. 
t  C^me,  till  our  hearts  wirh  inward  ftrength, 
M  k-  our  enlarged  fouls  pofTcfe, 
A:  d  learn  the  height,  the  breadth,  and  length 
.  Ot  thine  u^meafurabie  pjace*" 
3  N»w  t.s  the  God*  whole  oowV  can  do 
More  fhan  oar  thoughts  ?>r  wi(hr<  knot*, 
B?  ev*rklti«g  honours  done 
By  all  the  'church,  thrus^-h  CfcrrV?  hfe  Son. 
Hymn     CXXXVI      Common  Metre, 
Sincerity  and  hypocrify  :  or \  formality  in  m#r}hifc, 
John  iv.  23.     Pla.  exxix.  23,  24. 

1  /^i  \lD  re  a  Spirit,  j*ft  anti  *ilc,' 
'\JT   H*  fees  enir  innicjl  mind  $ 

In  vam  to  hcap'A  n*eraife  cur  cries , 
And  leave  oor  fouis  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  ixfore  his  throne, 

With  honour  can  $p|Hftr  : 
The  painted  hypocrites  sre  feotvti 
Thfoo;  h  the  difeuife  tb«"y  -/ear. 

3  The£  .iftcd  eyes  faints  the  fees. 


408  HYMNS    ANB  B.I. 

Their  bended  itn.es  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhois  the  facriflce, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 
4  Lord,  fearch  my  tbou^rus,  and  try  my  ways^ 
And  make  my  foul  fmcere  ; 
Then  (halj  1  ftand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there,  i 

Hymn     CXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 

%alvation  by  grace  in  Chriit.     2  Tim.  i.  9,  i#. 

I    TVfO  W  to  tne  pow'r  of  G  »d  fu;;i me, 
i^|   tie  eVerlaSing  honours  giv'a; 
H  -  wives  trum  hell  (we  blefs  his  name) 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  n^av'n. 

$  Not  for  our  duties  or  delert>, 
But  of  his  own  ab<  -un.ding  grace, 
He  works  falvation  in  r.ur  hearts, 
And  for,is  a peeple  for  hispraife. 

3  '"i'washii  mere  pkafure  whi<  h  begun 
To  refcue  rebels,  dorm'd  todi<j : 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrijf,  his  Son, 
Before  he  fpread  the  {tarry  fkv. 

4  jfefeS)  the  Lord,  appears  at  lafr, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counfels  known — 
Declares  the  great  tranfa&ibns  pad, 
Ad  brings  immortal  bkiHngs  down. 

5  He  dies  ! — and  in  mat  dreadful  night, 
Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  deftmy  $ 
Riling,  he  brought  our  heav'n  to  iigh% 
A"d  took  prfleifion  of  the  joy. 
Hvmn     CXXXVII  I.     Common  Metre. 

Stizts  in  the  bands  of  Chrift.      John  x.  2  8,  29. 
1    irMRM.  as  the  earth  thy  gofpel  ttands, 
JP    My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  truft  ? 


RI.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  409 

If  I  am  found  in  Jefus*  bands. 
My  foul  can  ne'er  be  loft.  - 

2  His  honor  is  engag'd  to  fave 

The  rneaneft  of  nis  fheep ; 
All  which  hisheav'nly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  -fecurelvkeep. 

3  Nor  death,  ncr  hell/fhall  e'er  remove 

His  fdv'rites  from  his  breaft  y 
In  the  char  bofom  of  his  love, 
They  muft  for  ever  reft. 
Hymn     CXXX1X.     Long  Metre.  ; 
Hope  in  the  covenant.     Heb.  vi.  17 — 19. 
'OW  oft  have  fin  and  Satan  ftrove 
To  rend  my  foul  from  thee,  my  God ! 
.But  everlafting  is  thy  love, 
And  Jfjus  feats  it  whh  his  blood, 
%  The  oatn  2nd  prcmUeof  the  Lord, 
Join  to  confirm  the  wono'rous  grace  ; 
Eternal  pow'r  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  all  heav'n  with  endlefs  praife. 

3  Arnidft  temptations,  fhsrp  and  long, 
My  fcul  to  this  dear  refugeflies ; 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  ftrong, 
While  tempers  blow,  and  billows  rife* 

4  The  gofpcl  bears  my  fpirit  up  1 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 
in  oaths,  and  promifes,  and  biood. 

Hymn     CXL.     Common  Metre. 
A  living  and  a  dead  faith.     Collected from  fevsfift 

fcriptures.^ 
I  "Tk/TIRaken  fouls!  who  dream  of  heav'n, 
J. V J-  ^nd  m?kz  their  empty  boaft 
LI 


4  jo  HYMNS    JND  B.I. 

Of  inward  jdyfs,  and  fins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  flaves  to  luft. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  : 
None  but  a  living  pow'i  unites 
To  Chriji,  the  living  Head. 

3  'Tis  faith  which  changes  all  the  heart, 

'Th  faith  which  works  by  iove  ; 
Which  bids  all  finful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  which  conquers  earth  and  hell, 

By  a  celeftial  pow'r  ; 
This  is  the  grace  which  (hall  prevail 
In  the  decifiveh  ur. 

5  [Faith  mud  obey  her  Father's  will, 

As  well  as  truft  his  grace  ; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  (till, 
For  his  own  holinefs. 

6  When  from  the  curfe  he  fsts  us  free, 

He  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
The  minifter  of  (in. 

7  Hi6  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  feals  our  peace  with  God  ; 
jfefus,  and  his  falvation  came 
Bv  water  and  by  blood,  j 

Hymn     CXLI.     Short  Metre. 
The  humiliation  and  exaltation  ^Chrift.  Ifa.  liii. 
1—5,    10—12. 
j   "^  Y  THO  has  belie  v'd  thy  word, 

VV    O*  *ny  falvation  known? 
."Reveal  ihine  arm.  almighty  Lord, 
And  gh&rify  thy  Son. 


B.  I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  41 1 

2  The  Jews  efteemM  him  here 

Too  mean  for  their  belief ; 

Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 

And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  turn'd  tneir  eyes  away, 

And  treated  him  with  fecrn  ; 
But  'tvvas  iheir  griefs  upon  him  lay — - ; 

Their  furrows  he  has  borne. 
4_ '  Twas  for  the  ftubborn  Jiws^ 

And  Gentiles  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  juftice  pieas'd  to  bruife 

His  beft-besoved  Son. 

5  "  But  I'll  prolong  his  days, 

l*  And  make  his  kingdom  Hand  J 
€t  My  please,"  faith  the  God  of  grace, 
"  Shall  profper  in  his  hand. 

6  «  [His  joyful  foul  (hall  fee 

"  The  purchafe  of  hi;  pain, 
u  And  by  his  knowledge,  juftify 

"  The  suiity  fons  of  men.} 
6  "  [Ten  thoufand  captive  flaves,  , 

"  Rdea^d  from  death  and  fin, 
"Shall  quit  their  prifons  and  their  graves, 

"And  own  his  pow'r  divine.] 
8  u  [Heav'n  fhaU  advance  my  Son 

"  To  joys  which  earth  deny'd  ; 
"  Who  fa'.v  the  follies  men  had  done, 

u  And  bare  their  fins  and  dy'd." 
Hymn     CXLII.     Short  Metre. 

The  fame.     Ifa.  liii.  6—9 — 12. 
I   1        IKE  fheep  we  went  a  it  ray, 

I   j  And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wandVingina  difPrent  way, 


z  HYMNS    AKB  B.  I. 

But  all — the  do'-  nve'ard  road. 

2  How  drcadffc)  was  the  hour, 

V/h  n  God  our  \\  si    Vifl'gs  laid, 
And  did  3$  once  bis.  yen/«;ean<  e  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd**  ftssd  ! 

3  How  g] 

When  G&r#  filftrin'd  tbe  ftrcke  ! 
Kis  lifeandblood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  rgn&tg  for  the  lire 

4  Ki^  Uon^tfrand  his  breath 

WerS  taken  both  awa?  ; 

J<jia'Jv«rh  the  wicked  athj 

And  n&ftfe  as  ylleas  they. 

5  But  Qbd  fcaii  mile  hi^  head 

G  er  f  v.',  of  men  ; 


A    .,r*    .- 


i  fee  a  nuitl'ri 


i  o  r  co 
6  •  him,"  (airh  me  Lord, 

u  A  j 
t;  He  i.  a  :.  :;.e  recant, 

c-  And  hr,;d  '  !  • 

II  v  :.:!■;     I  eonrmj      • 

Lr.'i.riia£rs  of  the  children  of-  C 
y :  G7p.Jeiv&  at  , 
x      A    S  ne.w-.byrn  haDes  ijvfire  ihejbreafi  ; 
Jj^  To  feed,  and  grow,  an:'.  t\  ive. 
So  iaint*,  with  joy,  the  gofpei  tefte. 
And  by  the  gpjjiel  live. 
^*  [With imvcj^  gufl  'tieir  lv:-.rt?p  proves 
All  I  ■  word  relate*, 

The)  love  u:e  men  their  Father  'over, 
A,..'  hate  Ihc  w  srlcs  N  hate:-.] 
3  [Notailthe  Bjttj'ring  baits  c::uitfc3 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Can  make  them  flaves  to  lufir, 
They  can't  forget  their  heav'nly  biith,' 
Nor  grovd  in  the  duft, 

4  Not  all  ihe  chains  which  tyrants  ufe, 

Can  bind  their  fouls  to.  vice  : 
Faith,  like  aconqu'ror,  can  produce 
A  thoufand  victories. J 

5  [Grace, -like  an  uncorrupted  feed, 

Abides  and  reigns  within  $ 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  fons  of  God  to  fin.  ] 

6  [Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  ftave 

Do  they  perform  his  will, 
But  with  thenobleft  povv'rs  they  have3 
His  fwcet  commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  accefsat  eiVy  hour, 

To  God  within  the  veil  ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quicfc'mng  pow'r, 
And  joys  which  nevsrfaif. 

8  O  happy  fouk  !   O   glorious  (late 

Ot  over  flowing  grace  1 
Todweii  fo  near  their  Father's  feat, 
And  fee  his  lovely  face  I 

9  Lord,  I  addrefs  thy  heaVnly  throns  ;  • 

Cail  me  a  child  of  thine  ;  ■ 
Sena  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  -heart  divine.  • 
io  There  (hed  thy  choiceii  love  abroad, 
.  And  roas^  my  comforts, .ft rang 5 
TheJtfia4i  I  hy.My  Father,  Gad, 

Wuh  an  iniwavVit?2  tona^ie. 
.  fos    CXLIV.    CommtftMette. 

■ft--  *  T      ,  -^V*    ■•^-'•-i 

LI  3 

-  -     ■ 


414  HYMNS    AND  B.I, 

The  wtnejpng  and  fealing  Spirit.     Rom.  vlii.  I4» 

16.     Eph.  i.  13,  14. 
I   IT  THY  ihouid  the  children  of  a  King> 
V V     ^°  mourning  all  their  days  I 
Great  Comforter,  defctnd  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
%  Dv>ft  thou  not  dwell  in  all  tre  flints, 
And  feal  the  heirs  of  heav"n  ? 
When*  wilt  thou  banifbmy  complaints^. 
And  (bow  my  fins  forgiv'n  ? 

3  AfTure  mv  confeience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemed  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witnefs  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  G^d. 

4  Thou  art  the  earneft  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  01  joys  to  com;  : 
And  thy  (oftVing*,  celefHal  D,;Ve, 
Will  faie  ct  nvey  n  e  home. 
Hymn     CXLV.     Common  Metre. 
Chx\ft.and  Aarori,     From  Heb.  vii.  9* 

1  ^XESUS,  sn  uiee  our  eyes  behold 
J  A  thoufand  beauties  more 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  pohih'd  gold* 

The  f«»ns  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  They  firft  their  ow  n  burnt  ofFrings  brought*. 

To  purge  themfclves  from  fin  y 
Thy  life  was  pure  without  afpot^ 
Ana  ad  thy  nature  clean. 
£  [F.eth  hi-  od,  a-  conOan*  as  the  day,, 
Was  on  tbe'ra'-  r  fpilt ; 
But  thy  jne  off- ring  te.kis  away 
For  ever  ail  our  guilt.. 
4L  [Their  pnefihvod  ran  through  feVral  h?.nds> 
ft 


1. 1.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,-  41& 

*? or  mortal  was  their  race  ; 
Thy  never-changing  office  /lands 
Eternal  as  thy  da)  s  ] 

5  [Once  in  the-circutt  of  a  year, 

With  blood,  but  not  bis  own, 
Aaron  within  the  veil  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

6  But  Clrift  by  his  awn  poufrful  bloody, 

Afcends  above  thejkies. 
And,  in  the  prefence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  nvn  facrifice.] 

7  Jefus'>  tlu  &  n^  °f  gi°rv5  reigns 

Or.  ZhnW^WhW^xW  ; 
Looks  like  a  Lamb  which  has  been  flainy 
And  wears  his  pritfthood  ftill. 

8  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 

Beft.re  his  Father's  face  : 
G  vk  h'm,  my  foul,  thy  caufe  to  plead, 
N  r  doubt  thv  Father's  gr.ee. 
Hymn     GXLV1:     Long  Metre.. 
Charaders  of  Chrift,  borrowed  from    inanimoti- 
tbings  in  fcritnure-^ 

1  /TO.  worln ? pat  bmn.niieC   feet, 
\jf  See,  in  bis  tece  what  m  onders  meet ! 
L  >rth  is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 

His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  ^race. 

2  [The  whole  cre^ti^n  can  efford 

But  fome  faint  fh.  d  ;vvs  <  f  try  Lord ; 
Nature,  to  m^ke  his  beauties  known,. 
Muft  tnirijje  colours,  not  her  own. J 

3  [Is  he  compard  to  ttfijie  or  Bread? 
Dear  Lord,  our  fouls  would  thus  be  kd  : 
That  P»efli;  that  d^ing  blood  U  -thu*e 


•^i6  HYMNS    AND  B.I. 

Is  bread  of  life — is  heav'nly  wine.] 
4  [Is  he  a  Tree  ?  The  world  receives 


cave^ 


Salvation  from  his  hea!in0. 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bougli 

Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too.] 

5  [Is  he  a  Rofe?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  : 
Or,  if  the  Lilly  he  afiume, 

The  vallies  blefs  the  rich  perfume. 

6  [Is  he  a  Fine?  His  heav'nly  root 
SuppUes  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit : 
O,  let  a  lifting  union  joia 

My  foul  to  Chriji  the  living  Vine.] 

7  [Is  he  the  Head?  Eacjl  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  pow'rs  he  gives  \ 
The  faints  below,  and  faints  above, 
Jailed  bv  h:s  Spirit  r.nd  his  love.] 

8  I  Is  he  a. Fountain  ?  There  Pi!  bathe, 
And  heai  the  plague  of  fin  and  death  : 
Thsfe  waters  all  my  foul  rtnew3 

And  clean'fe  my  fpotted  garments  too,] 

9  [Is  he  a  Fire  ?  HeT;  purge  my  drofs  :  . 
But  ihetn    go!    [Uflain?  no  lofs : 
Like  a  refiner,  thai!  he  iii— 

An  i  ttead  the  refufe  wjth  his  feet.] 

10  [Is  he  a  Rock  ?  Mow  firm  he  proves  I 
The  Rock  of  Age8- never  moves  j 

Yet  tbelfweet  (L:  earns,  which  from  him  flow, 
Aft.md  w  all  the  defart  through  ~] 

11  [Is  he  a  JVay  ?  He  leads  to  God— 
The  path  is  dr:<wn  in  lines  of  blood  ; 
There  would  I  walk,  with  hope  and  zeal,  i 
Till  I  auive  a:  Zionh  hill.] 


B.  L  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  41.7 

12  r  I:  hc-Dsor?  l'i]  c.-itcr  in  ; 

A  p-ir&dife — divinely  b-.r  ; 
.     N^ne  but  the  (hecp  hivs  freedom  thsie.J*. 
*3L&  &*  defign^d  a  Corr.sr-Sione., 
For  men  io  bund  their  hcavn  upon  ? 
Til  make  him  my  foundation  tbq  : 
IZo.  fhzt  the  plots  0f  hell  be!6vv.] 

14  ilsjhi-a  Temple  ?  I  iSbre 

QV  indwvrilin^  rhajefty  arid  pow'r  ; 
And  fti*?,  to  his  nVofi  holy  place, 
Wfe&Vr  1  pray,  1*1!  tororny  fice.] 

15  [77  he  a  Star  ?  He  breales  the  nigh; : 
-Piercing  the  fh.-des  with  dawning  iicht  : 
I  knew  his  glories  now  afar, 

I  jqtaw  the  bright,  the  Morning-Star.] 

16  [Is  be  a  Sun?  IlifbegrjGis  are  ^racc: 
His  courfs  is  joy  and  righteoufnefs  : 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appears-- 

To  '\nie  1  heir  clsud's,  and  dry  their  tears.] 

17  O  iet'rne  climb  £bofe  higher    ikies, 
vVhsre  itorms  and  cWnefs  never  rife  ! 

'There  :  ■  riif  ':ays  his  pavtfrs  abfc 
A  ■:  ifhines,  stnjd  reigns  th|  incarnate  .God, 

18  Nor  earth,  not   ^eas,  ncr  fu^i  n 

;T-r  heaves  full  refernUance  bears* 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 
'I'il!  we Dehoid h:m  face  to  hr  . 
.  Hymk     CXLVII.     Long  Metre: 
The  names  and  titles  ofCr.rni. 
I    JHpIS  trcm  the  treasures  bl  his  v.  on?, 
J[     I  borrow  titles  for  my  Loid  -s 
Nor  art,  aor  nature  can  fnppty 


4i 3  HYMNS  JND  B.I. 

Sufficient  forms  of  maj-ity. 

2  Bright  image  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  undim.niih'd  rays; 
TV  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne. 

3  The  K:ng  of  kings  tn^  Lord  moft  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh  j 
He  wears  3  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  refents  his  injur'd  love, 
Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay, 

And  JudahU  Lion  tears  the  prey. 
5,  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  title-  he  nfiumes  ! 
Light  of  the  world,  .ind  life  of  men : 
Nor  bears  thofe  characters  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  ni.5  b.$§tJ?> 
He  acls  the  Mediator's  part ; 

A  friend  and  brother  he  ap  ears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  names  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Ju  'ge  his  throne  afcends, 
Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends, 
A'.d  ui  its  in  full  fruition  prove 

His  rich  var»>tv  ofibvp. 
Hymn     CXLVIil.     Particular  Metre. 
The  fame. 
I   "\T|  7TTH  cheerful  voice  I  ting 
VV     The  titles  of  rny  Lord, 
And  borrow  a!!  the  names 
Of  honor  from  his  word  : 
Nature  and  art 
Gan  nt'er  fupply 


I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4*9 

Sufficient  forms 
Or  niajefty. 

2  In  jfefus  we  behold 

Hi*  Father's  gloricus  face, 
Shirting  tor  ever  bright 
With  mild  and  lovely  rays  : 

IV  eternal  God's 

Eternal  Son, 

Inherits  and 

Partakes  the  throne. 

3  Thefov'reign  King  of  kings, 
The  Lord  of  lords  moft  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
His  garment  and  his  thigh  : 

His  name  is  cail'd 
The  Word  of  God; 
He  ruks  the  earth 
With  iron  rod. 

4  Where  promifes  and  grace 
Can  neither  melt  nor  move. 
The  angry  Lamb  refents 
The  injuries  of  his  love  ; 

Awakes  his  wrath 
Without  delay, 
As  lions  roar 
And  tear  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace 
The  great  R  deemer  comes. 
What  gentle  characters, 
What  titles  he  aifiiwes  ! 

Light  of  the  worldy 
And  life  of  men  : 
Nur  will  he  bear 


*~°  HYMNS    JNB  B.L 

Thaie  names  in  vain. 

6  Immeme  companion  reigns 
In  Oiir '  Jmmanusl's  heart, 
When  he  defcendsto  act 
A  Mediator's  part. 

He  is  a  friend 
And  brother  too  ; 
Divinely  kind, 
Divinely  true. 

7  At  length  the  Lord,  the  Judge, 
His  awful  throne  afcends  ; 
Ana  drives  the  rebels  far 
From,  favourites  and  friends.    - 

Then  ihall  the  feints 
Completely  prove 
The  heights  and  depths 
Oi  all  his  love. 
Hymn     CXLIX.     Long  Metre. 
7  fa  cfices  cfChriih     From  feveral  fcriptures. 
UiN   ill  t^c  names  of  love  and  pow'r, 
Vv  nich  ever  men  or  angels  bore, 
Al1  ^re  roo  m.un  to  fpeak  his  worth, 
Orfet  lmmanu:N  glory  forth. 

2  Bur,  O  wnai  condefcehding  ways 
He. takes  to  ceacn  his  beav'nly  grace  !. 
Mv  eye*;  with  joy  and  wonder  fee 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  [  >  ne  'Angei  of  the  covnant  ftands 
With  his  eommiffion  in  his  nands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne, 
To  make  the  great  falvation  known.] 

4  [Great  Propbtt,  let  me  blefs  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  cam?, 


B.I.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  421 

Of  wrath  :,  and  fins  fbrgiv'n, 

Of ;-  *-ithhea?.?n.] 

5  [My  br-i  ;^.  it; j  xs\s guide y 

JL  WOU;U    Sv   VTaiA.IfJg   ti^wi    i.uj    uUv  ? 

0  let  me -never  run  aftray, 
Nfcrfoli^w  tke  forb;ddea  way  ! 

6  1  lave  ray  Shspherd^  he  Shall  keep 
Mjr  v?and'xin|  urui  aSBOflg  his  fheep  ; 
He  f$ids  hjg  fleck,  he  calls  their  namss, 
And  in  his  bofoni  bears  the  lambs.] 

7  D>3y  bursty  under takes  my  cauie, 
Anfw'ring  his  Fathers  broken  laws : 
Behold  my  foul  at  freedom  fet, 

My  $&r«ty  p.ajd  the  dfcesdfiil  debt,] 

8  [J#-f,  my  great  i&££  P?7£/?,  has  dy'd, 

1  feck  no  fkcriike  beiids  : 

His  blood  did  one?  for  all  atone, 
And  ri£w  it  n'cads  before  the  throne,] 

9  [My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
The  -Father  lays  his  thunder  by  ; 
Not  all  that  cartb  or  hell  can  fay, 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away.] 

io  [My  Lord,  my  Conqiirsry  and  my  Klag^ 
'  Thy  feeptre,  and  tky  (Word  I  ftn|»  j 

T^-ii-heviaVy—andlilt 

A  joyful  Akjeei  al  thy  feet.] 
11  [Afpire,  my  ibssl,  to  glorious  dzzes, 

%he  Captain  offahaiion  leads  : 

Marcbon — osr  feaf  io  wis  *£e  day* 


sdpowVs  unknown, 


rut  ail  •  ikhui  on, 

I  fi^l  be  fik  #Jifpkya 

M  m 


-<32  HYMNS    JN&  B.  I. 

Salvation  in  more  fov5r*i$h  -.frays. 
Hymn     CL.     Particular  Metre.       The  fame*, 
i    TO  IN  all  the  glorious  nam:* 
rf    Of  w.fdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
Whichever  mortals  knew> 
Which  ever  angels  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 
To  fpeak  his  \vorib9 
Too  mean  to  fet  • 
My  Saviour  forth. 
Or  But,  O  what  gentle  terms. 
What  ccndefccndingways, 
Deth  our  Redeemer  ufe, 
Tgteich  his  heat-'nly  grace  ! 
My  eyes  with  joy 
And  wonder  fee, 

What  forms  of  love  ."■'.. 

He  bears  for  me. - 

3  Array'd  in  mortal  flefh, 
He,  like  an  angel,  (rands, 
And  holds  the  prormfes, 
And  pardons  in  hi*  bands. 

Com m  fit-  tfi'd  from 
His  Fathtr'i  throne, 
To  make  his  grace 
To  mortals  known. 

4  Gr^at  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongufe  would  blefs  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
O/  our  falvatioa  came  ; 

The  joyful  news 

Of  fios  forgiv'nj 

Of :M\  fubciu'd, 


B.  fa  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

An4  pWeevW*th  hcav'm 
5  B«  thou  my  Cswtftlhr, 
Mv  EaiUm  unci  ray  Gai&  ; 
And  through  tub  defer?  iand 
Still  keep  me  nest  tfay  fide. 
O  let  mytQ.it 
Ne'er  run  a%23% 
Nor  love  noi  leek 
The  ctopfcftd  way  t 
£  I  love  my  Shepherd*  voice., 
His  watchful  eye  UutL  ke^p 
'My  wanting  foul  among 
Tfeltxoufemls  o)  his  fep:- 
He  feeds  h;^  ft<a£& 
He  c*l'*$  their  nsrner, 
His  b^am  bears 
The  tester  fcbf, 
j  Tcubis  dear  Sanrf/shand 
Will  I  commit  nay  c?ufe  5 
Hs  uniVers  and  fulfils 
His  Father's  tWken  laws,- 
E  she'd  my  foul 
At  freedom  fet  ! 
My  Surety  paid 
The  dfeatf&l  debt. 
S.  Jefus,  my  great  i&V6  Pr/^f, 
GtFar'd  his  blood  and  dy'd  ;-.--, 
My  guilty  coafcienet  fecks 
No  ficriftce  bailde. 

Hit  pow'r  and  blood 
Did  once  atone, 
And  naw  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne. 


434  KV  it.  B.L 

9  My  Advocate  appears 

igh  ; 
The  Father  bows  bk  ears  ; 
And  lays  hi*  thtiftder 
Not  a)j  which  hell 
Or  Jin  can  fa  , 
Shall  turjo  h  ■    ■ 

ic  My  dear  Almightj  £ 

fit  * 

i 

i:  fydyif  let  my  foul  3 
A  n 

I 
Tc  . 

. 
d  hell 

12  S  eat  hi 

r.'.y  of  hcHl  unknown, 

Put  thsir  mod  drei-JfuI  forms 
C>  :  f  erv; 

-lays 
Superior  patt'r^ 
And  p  ;  ce' 

THE  FIRST  COOK. 


H     Y     M    N     S  • 

^    AND 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

:  Book  IX. 

Ccmpafed  en  Divine  Subjects. 
Hymn     I.     Long  Metre. 


A  fswo:  cf'y/:iiil  to  God. 

■■*■;• 
M       ( 


tm/wT^khcrDOW^,iJ 


|Jf    G:«dthe  Crcatar,  *»Q  -;:  : 

>5%r  £lr^  nor  earth,  nor  ikies,  mt  teas, 
D«av  the  tribute  of  their  pr, 


.:   t 


and 


M  ^  2  - 


426  HYMNS  AND  £.  II. 

Oar  foc§  of  vicYry  drea/B  ia  vain. 
And  fbake  the  captivating  chain. 

6  Raife  monumental  prasfes  high 

To  him  whm  thunders  through  the  fky, 
And,  with  an  awful  nod  ©r  fro'*n, 
Shakes  an  afpiring  tyrant  down. 

7  Pillars  of  lafting  brafs  proclaim 
The  triumphs  aftrT  eternal  mme; 
While  trembling  nations  read  from  far, 
The  honors  of  the  Gtdtf  par, 

S  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  rmpl«y 
Our  iofrieft  thoughts,  and  leudett  fongs  \ 
Let  there  be  fung  *i:h  warmeft  joy 
Ho/annas  from  ten  thmiunu  tongues. 
9  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  tri  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  ftrongeft  notes  which  angds  r*ife, 
Famt  in  the  worfhip  and  the  praife.   ' 
Hymn     II.     Common  Metre, 
The  death  of  a  finner. 
3   T\  ZfY  thoughts  on  awkil  luhkcls  rcT, 
JLy  A  Damnation  and  the  dead  ; 
What  horrers  feizeftheguilty  foul 
Upon  a  dying  bfcd  ! 

2  Ling'ring  about  thefe  mortal  fhores, 

S';e  makes  a  long  delay, 
Till,  like  a  flbofi  with  rapid  force, 
D-aih  fweeps  the  wretch  away. 

3  Then  fwifi  and  dreadful  fhk  defcends 

Down  to  the  fiefy  cor.  ft, 
Among  absmteabJc  lienor,  > 

HfrfetfatJightfulghilV. 

lefs  crowds  of  lingers  Ik, 


B,  H.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  42J 

And  d&rkne-fs  m^kes  thetF  chains  • 
Tortur'd  with  keen  dcfpair  they  cry9 
Yet  wait  fci  fiweer  pains. 
j  N.oc  ill  their  anguifh  aid  their  blood 
For  thsir  old  guilt  HCijaes 
N«r  the  cotapaffion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  10  their  groans. 
6  Amsamg  grace  which  kept  my  breatk, 
Nor  bid  my  foul  remove* 
'Tiil  I  had  learnM  my  Savioui's  .death, 
And  well  mfii^d  his  !o*e. 

Hymn     III.     Common  Metre. 

fbe  death  and  hurial  of  a  jaint.  + 

l^Slt  f*tiY  do  «ve  iXi  cure,  departing  friends  ? 

yy'    °J  ft^ke  at  death's  rfwrntas  -? 

'  Tis  but  the  r«ice  which  Jefus  fends 

To  cjdi  them  to  his  arms* 

2  Ate  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fa  ft  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  m%\  the  hours  more  flow,/ 
To  keep  us  from  £ur  Love.- 

3  Why  ihould  we  tremble  10  convey 

Their  bodies  to  tkt  to mb  r 
There  the  dear  fWh  of  %efus  lay, 

And  left  a  Ling  perfume* 
4.  The'graves  of  all  his  faints  he  b!ef/d5 

And  fcftenM  ev'ry  bed  : 
Where  fhould  t\iQ  dving  members  refc,  - 

But  wi:h  the  dying  Head  ? 
5  Thence  hean.fe,  afcending  high, 

And fhewM our  feet  the  -vvay  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  fsujiiliali  Ey?  .,- 

At:the  great  riling  day, 


NS     AND 


Bj  II. 


6  Thcn.let  th&]^8  loud  trumpet  (cued, 
And  rife; 

Awib-:  ground, 

Ktmn     IV.     Long  Metre. 

Stil'V&iisn  in  the  crafs. 
*£RE,  at  :hy  crofs,  my  dying  God,  . 
i  lay  m/ foul  beneath  thy  low*, 
Sertsath  ike  dreppings  of  thy  blood, 
^tyitf,  norths!!  it  e'er  remove. 
a  No:  all  which  tyrants  think  or  lay, 
(With  cfgc  and  lightening  in  their  eyes) 
N~r  hell  ftiall  fright  my  heart  a  way, 
Shcuji  hell  with  all  its  legions  rife. 

3  Should  wz:]  e  to  dr\ve  me  hence,  , 
Movekfetnd  firm  ihishcsrt  Ihould  lis  ; 
Relblv'd  (for  that's  my  l*ft  defence) 

If  1  muft  perifh,  here  to  4Je. 

4  Ehtfpeak,  my  Lord >  and calcb  mv  fe;.r  ; 
Am  I  not  fa£ej  b< .  I    p  (Hadck? 

i e  here, 

[ood$ 
urn ; 

ng  Gcd, 
And  ipv  n>. 

*  T 

I  jji  fthyfoul,     [roil 

And  read  mf  Maker**  broken  law^t 
Repair'd  and  honour'.!  by  the  crefs  : 
hen  1  behoid^2thy.hen,  jjnd  fin, 


B.  II. 

v  ? 
A:. 


7   ^3 


with  love  > 


a  «  ->  ; 


tfceir  us 


When  fc£  than  :e^ 
Th?fe  clogs  of  clay, 
-To  \om  tHt  fyngs  al 


Ortce  more,  my  v 


2  Nkftt  ui 


Ivl 

T    T         / 

W*-Sw 

As 

*) 

[Or, 

430  HYMNS    AND  B.  II. 

5  A  thouTand  wretched  fouls  are  fled, 

Since  the  lad  fettmg  fun, 
And  yet  thou  Iength'neft  out  my  thread — 
And  yet  my  moments  rtiru] 

6  D^ar  God,   let  a!i  my  hour?  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  (kali  my  am  in  frnile*  decline, 
A'  d  bring  a  plesfant  night. 
Hymn     VII.     Common  Metre. 
An  Evening  Song. 
*  TPV'*"^  *'^  Siw'reijgn  !  kt  my  ev'ning  Cong 
JLJ'   [y,'ct  io!>'  i'ncciifc  rife : 
Ailirfc  the  oiFruigs  of  my  tongue, 
To  i<-*cf\  the  lofty  fines. 

2  Through  a<!  the  dangers  of  the  day, 

Thy  ham!  wa^  #ill  my  guard  ; 
And  *  ill  to  drive  my  wants  atyay, 
Thy  wercy  flood  prcpai'd. 

3  Perpetual  bidftqgs  from  above, 

[ncoiftpafs  me  around  ; 
B'vjt  O  how  few  reMfits  oflove, 
Httb  my  Creator  found! 

4  What  have  i  done  ^  him  who  dy'd 

Tofave  my  wretched  foul  ? 
-    How  gre  my  foftieS  mukipiy'd, 
Fad  as  my  minutes  roil  ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  crof<  I  uVe, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renev/d  by  thee. 

6  Sprink'ed  afrem  wifh  pard'ning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 
As  in  tfa'  embraces  of  ray  God, 


1 

B.  II.  SPIRITUAL- SONGS.  45* 

Or  on  m>  Siyisu**!  bresft. 
Hymn     VII J.     Common  Metre. 
A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 

1  TJOSJNNJ,  with  a  dneo-hil  i&und, 

ToGeu's  upholding  hand  -y 
Ten  thoufand  fnares  attend  us  round3 
And  jet  fecure  v*e  ftand. 

2  That  was  a  rr.ali  amazing  powY, 

Which  rab'd  us  with  a  word  j 
And  evVy  day5  and  er  ry  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  ey'ning  rcfts  our  weary  head9 

And  angels  $uard  the  room  ; 
We  'wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
Which  w^5  net  mad*  our  tomb, 
\  The  riling  mornmg  can't  allure 
That  ¥»e  mall  end  the  day  ; 
For  death  ftands  ready  at  the  door, 
To  feizs  our  Vive?  away. 
J  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  fin, 
TS  .God'*-  revenging  law  5 
We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
In  evVy  ga*p  we  draw. 
d  God  h  our  fun,  whole,  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  fai'ety  brings  •, 
Our  feeble  fldh  lies  fafc  at  night 
B-.-neath  his.  fhady  wings. 
Hymn     IX.     Common  Metre. 
jcdiy  forrhnv  arifir.g  from  the  jujfe  rings  ofChrifk* 
r    A    LAS  !  >Gwsd  my  Saviour bleed i 
Xj^  And  did  my  S^v'reign  die  r 
VVWtd  he  dzv&ie  that  {"acred  head 
For  fuch  a  worm  as  1  ? 


43*  HYMNS    JND  B.  II. 

2  [Thy  body  (lam,  fweet  Jefus^  thine* 

And  hath'd  in  its  owr*  Wood, 


While  til  expos'd  :->  wrath  div 


The  glorious  Suii'rer  flood  I] 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  which  i  bnd  done, 

He  gr«an'd  upon  t'xc  tree  f 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unkjmw&  ! 
And  iove  beyond  degree  ! 

4  Well  might  %ht  Tun  in  darkndi  hide, 

And  (hut  his  g'oriijs  in, 
Wh:n  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  dy'd 
For  man,  the  creature's  fin. 

5  Thus  might  i  bide  my  b-luih  in  grace, 

While  his  dear  crofs  appears  ; 
DiiTalve  my  heart  in  th an bulneis, 
A  n  d.  melt  m  y  ey  e  3  i  n  t  ear s . 

6  But  drap$  of  griei  can  ne'er  repsy 

The  dabi  of  love  Io«?e; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  mffelf  away, 
'Tjsail  that  I  can  do. 
Hymn     X.    Common  M^tre. 
Parting  fwith  carnal  joys. 
¥    1|  ^TY  H  1  Mt, 

,JVA  •"  ,)T'i]  &***" ;  ' 

Rle  t  beneath  my  feet, 

2  N  I 

Nor  ?nd£blp  rri 

The 

Lies  nor  w:\    - 

3  Tb< 

• ! 

To  b.;unuie(s  toy,  and 


B.  II. ,  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  43  3 

My  nobler  thoughts  sfpire. 
4.  [Where  pleafure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

Fram  fin  va6  droll  refia'd, 
Still  fpririging.frosn  the  throne  of  God, 

And  fit  to  cheer  tht  tnim. 

5  TV  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fphere, 

The  gierious  -and  the  greV, 
Brings  his  own  al!-fumcence  there, 
To  make  exit  Miff  complete.] 

6  Kad  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the.heav'iiiy  rwHJ  ; 
There  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  love, 
And  thereby  gii  tag  God; 

Hymn     XL     i^?  Metre. 
The  fee. 

1  T  SEND  the  joy*  o:  ay :; 
JL   Away,  ye  Tem-ters  ol^hemiiid, 
F*lfe  ?s  thefiiiootl' 

And.  empty  as  the  wh  ■.  nd$* 

2  Your  ftreams  *.-ere  £ 
Down  to  the  pulf  of  1 


;\ 


Your  ftre&ms  ha  i  e'en  con  v 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  ifcatchlei 

Which  -w-aro'd  n*e  ofihst  darki 
Which  drew  me  from  En   I 
And  bid  me  feek  fciperi 

4  Now  to  the  miiing  realms  s^in 
i  ftretch  my  hands  and  gib 

O  for  the  pinions  cf  %  c--  t\ 
T#  bear  nr*  to  the  u.r^r  fee?. 

5  There  from  the  bofum  of  mv  Gc 
OiKMft  of  endlef*  pleafurc-s  rell 

N   B 


434  HYMNS  AND  B.  II 

There  would  L  fix  ray  laft  abode, 
And  ^rovn  the  forrows  of  rtiy  fou!. 
Hymn     XII.     Common  Metre.  . 
Chrift  is  the  fubfltzKce  efthe  Levi  tic  a) priejlhood, 

1  /"TT^HE  true  MeJJiah  now  appears, 

J[      The  types  are  a;!  withdiawn  5 
So  fly  the  fhrrfjows  and  the  flars, 
Before  the  rifingdawn. 

2  No  fmoaking  fwects,  nor  blseding  lambs, 

Nor  kid,  nor  bullock  flaio  : 

Incenfe  and  fpice  cf  ceftly  name?, 

Would  aii  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  mnft  lay  his  robes  av.ay, 

His  mirre  and  his  vefl, 
When  God  himfelf  comes  down  to  be 
The  orFring  and  the  prieft. 

4  He  took  ouv  mortal  fl  fix  t*  {how 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  hvlow, 
And  praysf.ru-  abo     . 

5  Fatbei'y  he  crie.%  forgive  their  fins y 

For  I  viyjclfbavs  dyd  \ 
And  then  he  (hows  his  open'd  veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  fide. 
Hymn     XIII.     Lone- Metre. 
The  {nation,  pr$ftrevatt6ny  diffoiuthn,   and  reft  era- 

t  ^    tion  sf  this  world. 
r  O ING  to  the  L^ni^  v  ho  built  the  ikies, 
1J3  The  Lord  who  rear'd  this  ffotely  frame  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  found  his  prsife, 
And  land;  unknown  repeat  his  name. 
2  Pie  form'd  the  less  and  forro'd  thehiils, 
Made  ev'ry  drop,  and  evVy  iiu!r, 


B,  II. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


43> 


Ida-ore  2nd  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  nrjotion  hrft. 


imperial  thrmse 


3  Now  fr otn  •hi: 
He  locks  far  down  upon  the  flhr res, 
He  bids  the  ihning  orbs  rolls  tm, 
Am!  rou^c  he  i-uras  the  h*%  years. 

4  T&tiis fljiill  this  moving  engine  Jalr, 
'  Fill  ail  his  feints  are  gathc r'el  in, 

.  Then --for  the  trumpet's  dreadful  biafr, 
To  (hike  it-all  to  duft  again. 

5  Yet  when  the  (oriiid  fhailtesj  the  ikies, 
And  iio-btVur^s  burn  the  globe  below, 
Saint?,  you  may  Hfl  your  pytul  eyes, 
Mr^  a  new  h -"-av'n  a-nd  esfth  for  you. 

Kymn     XIV.     ShortMstre,   ■ 
7  be  Lore?*  day  :  or,    deli? at  in  ordinances. 


V 


iy  of  reft. 


Welcome  to  this  reviving  b.cd% 
"And  thefe  r-j^cing  eyes. 

2  The  Kin?  himf-Jf  Cvmes  near, 

An  I  feafts  his  feint         day  i 
Here  we  may  lit  and      :     tin  here, 
And  lcrVe,and  prane, and  pray. 

3  One  day  arnidii  the  j»lacfi 

Where  my  de^r  G#d  has  been, 
If>  Tweeter  than  ten  thou&ddajs 
Of  pie  durable  ill). 

4  My  willing  feu;  would  #ay  . 

In  Aich  a  [rams  as  this, 
And  fit  sod  ring  herffelf  away 
T"  everi.l^n^f-.. 
33? MA     X7.     Lor.£  Metre, 


436  HYMNS     AND  B.II.' 

*The  enjoyment  oj  Chrift  :  or,  delight  in  ixsorflup. 
I   TfTlAR  froni  my  tho'iS,  vain  world  begone, 
Jp     Let  rr.y  religious  hour$<alorie  : 
Fain  wouid  my  eyes  my  Saviour  fee, 
I  wait  a  vifit.  Lord,  from  thee. 

eart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
.:.■;  z    w  tin  a  puredefire  : 
Come,  my  dear  J^fus  from  ?bove, 
I  -ted  my  foal  wit  \  hcav'aly  love. 

3  [The  trees  of  life  immortal  [tand 

In  beauteous  rows  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  in  fwfeet  murmurs  by  their  fide, 
Rivers  of  b  ifs  perpetual  glide. 

4  Haftr  then,  but  with  a  failing  face, 
And  spread  the  tabic  of  thy  grace  : 
Bring  down  a  taite  of  truth  divine, 

i  acred  wii}?.] 

5  Bkft'dy^aj  siicious  fare* 

,ie<  t  my  en  ;tftsare  ! 

\  e   did  a  -gel .  taite  above, 

ac<j,  and  dying  love. 
manuel^  all  divine! 
thy  F.  t>.  5g  (nine  : 

ghtj  It.  fweeteft,  faireft  One, 

feerij  or  angels  known. 
Hymn     XVI.     Lop.#  Metre. 
Part  the  fecond. 
i    T     ORD  :ce,- 

^j  Sinn  s  tl  beauties  oi  thy  face, 

■  s  ■?:  tme  ; 

.me. 

a  When  I  can  mine, 

When  1  can  feci  ihy  glories  (hint, 


B  IL  :-.lTU XL  SONGS.'  437 

j[  tread  the  ^or)<J  bcn-atb  nw  j-'-.et,- 
Apti  ail  the  earth  mk'g  ''dr< 

1   Wni;e  i\;c!    a  {eerie  -  i  > 

H-.:  it  a  ••:       z    aw»)!j 


4 


rightS 


jf  ourlrve. 


...htsofblif? 
5  i  i  aese  we    ih««  •  mi«^«.  *****  - 

And  p'.c  y    rtesi- 

Yet  n<  w  9  (4  tbe#,  dear  L^L  beirow 

^Adr^d.v-':..:i  worms  below., 

6SSndc-.m-  rt  ^'^- : t  nand, 

W  hi'e  we  oa's  £Q*  :il  ***.**^  > 

nlmthy  tempfe  ietus  fee 

Agfitabfc  61  16***3  rimpfe  cftheet] 

cHymn;  XVII.     Common  Metre. 

QOO's  iiertfkt 

JfX   Stretch  Ui  thy  th. -ugV.ti  aoruad  ; 
AuO  reuse  uoev'ry  :;:ik:.a1  found 


? 


KF  riS  nil  foul,  and  leave  the  ground, 


To  praife  ih' 


-r    rl 


2  Long  ere  the  lofty  fk.cs  vrefefpread, 

t«h«*vah  fi  i'J  rus  sbo:«j; 
Ere  y£fe  farn  'd   or  angeU  made, 

3  His  boandlejfe  years  caw  <><:Jer  decreafe, 

But  i&lj  maintain  their  prime ; 
Eternity's  hMwellisg- place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  £ow> 

Nn2 


438  HYMNS    AND  B.  EN 

The  prefmt  and  ihepaii, 

Htnfiik  ni>  own  immortal  now, 

And  fees  our  ages  wafte. 

5  The  Tea  and  fky  inn  ft  penfh  too, 

And  vaft  conruikm  come; 
The  creatures,  look!  how  old  they  grow, 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom. 

6  Well,  let  the  fea  Ihrink  all  away, 

And  flames  meltdown  the  fkies, 
My  Godihal!  live  an  endlefeday, 
When  old  creation  dies. 

Hymn     XVIII.     Long  Metre. 
The  mimfiry  of  angels. 

1  TTIGH  on  a  hiii  of  dazzling  light, 

JL    The  King  of  glory  fp  reads  his  feat, 
And  troops  of  angeh,  ftretch'd  for  flight, 
Stand  waking  at  his  awful  feet. 

2  Go,  faith  the  Lord  my  Gabriel,  go, 
Salute  the  virgin's  fruitful  womb  ; 
Make  hcfie,  ye  cherubs,  down  below, 
Sing  and  proclaim,  the  Saviour  s  come, 

3  Her.  a  bright  fquadron  leaves  the  fkies, 
And  thick  around  Eli/ha  ttands  ; 
Anon  an  heartily  fodier  flies, 

And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  hands, 

4  Thy  winged  troops,  O  Gad  of  holts, 
Wait  on  thy  wandering  church  below  ; 
Here  we  are  failing  to  thy  coafts, 

Let  angels  be  our  convoy  to©. 

5  Are  they  nor  all  thy  lervants,  Lord? 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come  ; 
With  cheerful  hafte  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home. 


B.II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  439 

"   Hymn     XIX.     Common  Metre. 
Our  frail  bodies,  and  God  ourPrejerver. 
!  T    ET  others  bo^lt  how  ftnang  nicy  be, 
-y  Nor  death,  nor  danger  fear; 
But  we'lfconfeiV,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Ff e(h  as  the  grafs,  ouj  bodies  (land, 

And  fiouriih  bright  and  gay  5 
A  Wafting  wind  fweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grafs  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thoufand  fprings, 

A  nd  dies  if  one  be  gone  : 
Strange !  that  a  harp  l  f  thoufand  firings 
Should  keep  in  tuns  fo  long. 

4  But'tis  our  God  fupports  our  frame— 

The  God  wko  built  us  fir  ft  ; 
Salvation  to  th'  alou'ghty -name 
Which  rea^d  as  from  the  duft. 
c  [He  fpake — and  frrait  our  hearts  and  brains, 
"in  all  their  motions;  rofe  ; 
"  Letbiosdj  faid  bc^-Jiaw  round  the  veins  j" 
And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 
6  While  we  havebrea'h  to  ufeour  tongues, 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  : 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  wnuld  breathe  no  more.] 
Hymn     XX.     Common  Metre. 
Backjlidings  and  retuvns. 

1  "W  7"*"*^'  *s  <t5V  neart  *"°  iar  ^rom  t^ee» 

VV    My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
Woy  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night? 

2  [Why  fhould  my  foolifh  paflioas  rove  ? 


<4©  HYMN3     JND  JU 

W  be, 

As  I  i>av  ■ 

i  have  f  urid  inthser] 

3  Vvhrfiipy;  mews 

Th  t, 

--n;  t  lofe 
-T;«e  :.  v  days. 

4  Bait  jf  is  pail:, 

rid  employs 
;.y  tafte, 
ute  my  j  »ySi 

5  [Ti  art, 

Wuh  fak  deceitful  charms, 
Inti  iio'j:  btlefe  heart, 

r;  nmvariTi;.] 

•  (but, 
I  ih ■»'j?ci  Ifcavc  thVj  lb  ; 

ifre&piis  roll, 

to  pain, 

But 

-    .     /rife, 

Di 

,;.k»;'  i«  his  hands.] 
a  £W  retch  :der  thus, 

[n  chafe 'i^'i  delight  ; 
thy  crofe, 
fs  thy  fight] 
10  [tVl*k*  hafte,  my  days,  tv>  rj^ch  the  goal, 
And  bring  my  heatt  to  reff 


\B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  44.1 

O.i  the  dear  centre  of  my  foul, 

Qod,  mv  Saviour**  breaft.j 
Hym .\t     XXI .     Lo ng  Metre. 
A  Jew  of  praijt  tc  God  the  Redeemer, 

iL  1   the  p$d  Heathens  tune  ^teir  fong 
^    Of  great  Diana,  and  ciyove  5 

i     fweet   themes,     v.-hxh  move   my 
fjj  -r  and  his  love.      -     [tongue, 

Behold  a,d,:-il  dcfcc^fi>  and  dies. 
To  iiivem?  foul  frqr#  gaping  hell  ; 
H .>*■•  the  h'ack  g  i\,  ■■--    ere  Satan  lies, 
Y;^;';  to  receive  me  when  tic  tell! 


^   *■■ 


ST§ 


-  '        an 

d  vengeance  ftoo 

> 

iiuti  ; 

Al  his  blood, 

v  mild  again. 

■  ite  L ■* 

v  '•  •  >    .« 

racrou 

3  Lard, 

-  huiioi 

irs  eiv'tr, 

imefhali    jsdor^ 

'.V !  •. '  C  (S 

»rtb?  a 

ter  heav'n. 

Hy  m  n 

XX 

I.     Lono-M^tre. 

Willi 

God  is 

terrible 

far -I? 

1  on  hi 

>b 

:s  *nv  tbun 


;nd  I 


11  ;• 


And  &rf/ 


:qugn, 

uown. 


3 


442  HYMNS    JND  B,  II. 

Or  besr  ihe  fury  of  a  God  ? 

4  Tremnj»,  ye  ii^ocr,  and  iubmit  ; 
Throw  down  your  a^m-  boUvehis  throne  ; 
Bend  your  head>  low  beneath  his  feet, 

Or  his  ftrOng  hand  fh d!  crwfli  you  down. 

5  And  ye,  bieit  feints*  who  love  him  too, 
With  rev'renee  bow  before  his  name  ; 
Thus  ali  his  bfeaVrily  novant*  do  : 
God  is  a  brigitt  and  burning  fi  tme. 

Hy m  n  '  XXII L     Long  Metre. 
The  fr^bj  cfGoD  and  Qxrist  in  heaven. 

1  "Tr^h'SCjiND  from  heav  ,-.,  imniorta]  Dove, 
JLJ'  Sxdou  down  ^r<d  take  us  on  thy  wings, 

And  mount,  ar,c!  be  at  u>  far  ilxsve 
The  reach  of  thsfe  inferior  things  j 

2  Beyond,  beyond  &is  lower  fky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  fotid  pleafures  never  C\\ 
And  fruits  inrmoit*!  feift  the  foul, 

•  3  Oior  2  fight,  a  ptat&ig  fight 
Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne  ; 
There  fits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 
C'oth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  faints  around  him  fond, 

And  threes  and  po\i  Vs  before  him  fall, 
Tne  god  (bines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  ihedi  fweet  glories  on  them  ai!. 

5  O  what  amazing  joy*  iheyfH, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  they  fing  ! 
And  htonevVy  heav'nly  hi)!, 

And  fpr«ad  the  triumphs  of  their  King, 

6  When  (hall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  j  flnil  mount  to  dwell  above, 


kIL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4*3 

And  gand  2nd  bow  Strong  ;em  there, 
And  view  thv  face*  and  fing^  anti  love  ? 
Hymn     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 

tt*  wloffinvifihie  in  tbt  fall  *fang«s  and  men. 

l"\  ~%  JTKENifaegreatbii rLicrarch  dthsifcJCS, 

"   yy     And  form'd  ail  nature  with  a  word, 
The  joyiu!  cherubs  tun'd  hispraife, 
And  cv 'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  tligh  in  the  midi*  of  all  the  throng, 
Satan,  a  &H  avch-sngei  fat, 
Among  the  morning  ibm  he fung, 
TiU  fin dc£roy'd  his  heav'nly  ftate.  * 

o  PT  was  fin  that  hur  I'd  hisa  from  his  throne— 
GrovMingin  fire  the  wbe!  lies  ; 
i&w  ar/.  ibett  funk  in  iarknefs  dawn, 
Sun  of  the  morning,  from  thefkm  ! 

4  And  thus  wr  two  rirft  parents  ftocd, 
'Till  fin  defii'd  the  happy  place  ; 

'  They  loft  their  garden  and  ih*irGod, 
And  rcnVdsll  their  unborn  racr.] 

5  [So  fprung  the  plague  from  Jdcmis  bow'r, 
And  fptead  dcftaiction  all  abroad, 

S  ms  t h e  cur s'd  nam e,   wfeich  in  o n e  h our3 
Spoil'd  uk  day?  labour  of  a  God.] 

6  Tremble,  my  (ous 
That  iuch  a  foe  flv 
Fly  to  triy  Lord  fo 
OVmay'nsfhv  thi 

j  Then  to  thy  thron. 
Then  to  thy  th.roiv 
Thine  everlaftiug  arm  we  ding, 
For  fin.  the  ^Hoiifter,  bleeds  and  d#js. 
Hymn  .  XXV,  ,  Common  Metre, 


d  fetfcs  tr. 

or  grier, 
ry  breast  ; 

reach 
rrcte 
ur  flf. 

'reu 
ious 

".iiltS 

Kiog?<    . 
{hall  rife, 

444  HYMNS    JND  B.  II. 

Complaining  of  jpiritualjlclh. 

1  "&  ffY  urowfy  puv<  ,  ep  ye  fo  r 
IVJL   Awakc,'my  flu^gift  foulj 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 

Yet  nothing^  half  fo  dull. 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  poor  gfairi 

Labour,  and  tug,  and  ftiive  ; 
Yet  we  who  have  an  heav'n  t'  obtain, 
How  negl;grnt  w«  live  ! 

3  We,  for  wrtiofc  fakfc  ail  nature  ftarttk, 

And  ftars  their  courfes  nunc, 
We,  for  whofe  |ttard  the  ftaTgei  bands 
Come  flying  fr«in  above. 

4  We,  for  w-btflQ  God  the  Son  came  irtowftj 

And                 for  our  go  rid  : 

How  caielcft  to  fecu; :  wfi 

chaVd  with  his  t$o  •' ! 

5  Lord,  I  rijl. 

Come,  H 

6  T 

With  hands  or  faiifr,  and  u 
We'll  ffy  a.v:  t  Itethe  pr  z  ■, 
Hymn     XXVI.     Long  J&etre, 
GOD  imifiHe, 
iT     ORD,  vve  are  b  i 
J  ^/    We  cni't  b  ft  abode  ; 

O  'tis  beyon.i  a,  ci  •    find, 

To  glance  a  thou  way  to  G  j%\. 

2  Infi  ii:e  leag«  -  iky, 

The  great  Eternal  reigns  alonei 


B.K.,         *   SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  445 

Where  neither  wings  nor  fouls  can  fly. 

Nor  angels  climb  the  toplefs  chrcne. 
.3  The  Lord  of  glory  builds  his  feat 

Of  gems  incomparably  bright, 

And  lays  bentath  his  facred  feet 

Subilantiai  beair«s  of  gloomy  night. 
4  Yet,  glorious  hoxiy  thy  gracious  eyes 

.Look  through  and  cheer  us  from  above  ; 

Beyond  our  praife  thy  grandeur  flics, 

Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  £?e  love. 

Hymn     XXVII.     Long  Metre.  _ 

Praije  ye  him  all  his  angels.     ?&:  cxlviii. 
I  g~\  OD  ?  th'  eternaU  ?/v/ 

|j  Which  the  v>  • 


Which  (bakes  til 

And  Satan  ttem 

_ 

i 

Like  flames  of  f. 

b  fer*artti 

' 

And  light 

ng-place  ; 

But,  O  y 

The  brig:; 

'Tis  not  f 

as  vre. 

To  fpeak  io  infi 

thing  :. 

But  youf  « 

pes  furtfe 

Tbebeaiiti 

Tell  how  ■" 

5  itOl ill';-? 

face 

And  clothes  si*  J 

n  in  brltli 

it  array  5 

Triumph  and  j 01 

-  run 

through 

the  place. 

And  fongs  stern 

; 

Speak?  for  you  f 

y  love; 

What  zeal  itipn 

?ads  t 

II  your  frame ! 

That  facred  fire 

.-S  r  . .  — 

Is  ali  ab< 

V"  g , 

For  vs^e  oh  ezrt} 

■  have  loft  the 

names 

[Sing  of  his  potr'f  a* 

id  juffice  coo, 

a 

446  HYMNS    AND  B.  II. 

That  innn'ue  right  hand  of  his, 
Which  vanquiiVd  Satan  snd  his  crew, 
When  thunder  drove  ;hem  down  from  blifs.] 

7  What  mighty  ftorms  of  poifon'd  darts, 
Were  hurlM  upon  the  rebels  there  ! 
What  deadly  jav'iins  naL'c  their  hearts 
Faft  to  the  racks  of  long  defpair. 

8  [Shout  to  your  King,  ye  heav'n'y  heft ; 
You  who  beheld  the  finking  foe  ; 
Firmly  ye  ftood  when  they  were  loft  ; 
Praife  the  rich  grace  which  kept  you  fo.] 

9  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  ikies  ; 
Letev'ry  diftant  nation  heir  : 

And  while  you  found  his  lofty  praife, 
Let  humb'e  mortals  bow  and  fear. 
Hymn     XXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
Death  and  eternity. 

1  OTOOP  down  my  thoughts  which  ufeto 
1^5  Converfe  a  whi'e  with  death  :  [rife, 
Think  how  a  g^fpi^g  mortal  Hqs, 

And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quiv'ring  lips  hang  f:eb!e  down, 

Hi>  pu!fes  faint  and  few-— 
Then  Ipeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But  Oh,  the  foul,  which  never  dies  ! 

At  once  it  leave?  trve  clay  I 
Ye  thought1,  purfue  it  where  it  flies, 
An  i  track  [is  wond'rous  way. 

4  U   to  the  courts  where  ar.gels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triu  nphant  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  defpata 


B.  II.    ,         SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  *  447 

5  And  mud  mv  body  faint  and  die  ?    . 

ni.d  mutt 'this  foul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  feme  guardian  angel  nigh, 
ToUar  it  f^fe  above. 

6  J  ejus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 

My  naked  foul!  &'uit  ; 
Ana  myflefh  waits  tor  fhy  command, 

TV  drop  iatd  my  duft. 
>   Hymn    *  XXIX.  *  Common  Metre. 
Redempt'on  by  price  an  J.  po^er. 

1  «fESUSi  with  -all  thy  lain-*  above, 
•/   Mv  tongue  would  ^eax  her  part-— 
Would  iound  aW  thy  favipg  |ove, 

And  frng  thy  bleeding  hear1.  ;,, 

2  EleiVd  be;the'Lsmb,my  cta$*3  Lord, 

Who  bought.tFte  with  his  i  i«oJ, 
And  quench'd  hH  Fathers  fbming  fwor^, 
In  his  own  vital  Roog, 
-2  The  Lamb  whafreed  my  captive  foul 

°  r  p;'     t    i.    „,„,   -U,n--, 

rrom  o£ta?i  s  neav^  enai*i-, 

And  fent  the  Hon  down  to  howl, 
Where  hell  and  horror  reign*. 
4' All  glory  jo  the    dying  Lamb, 
And  n«ver-ce*fing  ptaife. 
While  angels  live  lo  know  his  name, 
Or  faints  to  feel  his  ?»r?.ce.- 
Hymn     XXX.     Short  Metre. 
Heavenly  joy  on  earth. 

1  [V^QME  we  who  love  the  i.ard, 

\^j  And  let  our  joys  be  known  >      . 
Join  m  a  fong  with  (weet  accord, 
And  thus  lurrouud  ih?  thrqr.Si 

2  The  (orrows  of  the  mind, 


44-3      *        J  HYMNS    AND  B.  II. 

Be  banifti'd  trpm  the  place  ; 
Religion  never  was  defign'd 

To  make'our  pleasures  lefs.] 

3  Let  thofe  refufe  en  fjng, 

Who  never  kn.s^  ©ur  God  ; 
Butfav'rite^  of  the  heav'nly  King 
May  (peak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  [The God %ho  rules  on  high, 

d  thunders  when  he  pleafe, 
Who  rides  upon  the  ftormy  Iky, 
And  manages  the  feas  :] 

5  Thisawfuj  (Sod  is  purs, 

Our  Father  and  our  Jove  ; 
KeWiQ  fend  d-r.vn  his  heavenly  p.cw'rs, 
T&  csn*  «t  above. 

6  There  wp  fh4lfee  his  face, 

And  never,  never  fin  ; 
Ther?,  rrotuth*  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drii  r  pieafurcs  in. 

7  Yes,  and  b.- fore  we  rife 

To  that  immortal  {rate, 
The  thoi  ich  amazing  blifs 

Should  canilarit  joys  create. 

8  [Thenten  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  belovp  ', 
Celeftial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 

FrHn  faiifi  and  hone  may  grow.] 
q  [The  Kill  of  ^Mfl  yields 

A  t.-ioufunJ  rscred  fweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  field?, 

Or  walk  the  golden  Hreets. 
10  Then  let  our  fotfgs  abound, 

Afld  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ^ 


B.H.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  449 

We're  marching  through  ImmanueVs  ground, 
TTo  &irer  worlds  en  tiigb  ] 
Hymn     XXXI.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift'/  jfl*e/!?»«  makes  death  eafy._         ' 
jII  /"BY*  ihouki  we  itart  and  feat  to  die  . 
YY     What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortal! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endtcfe  joy,  [are  I 

And  yet' we  dread  to  enter  there/ 
2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  ft  rife,  - 
Fright  our  approaching  fouls  away  *, 
,  Still  we  fhrink  hack  again  to  life, 

Fend  of  our  prifon  ami  our  clay. 
3 --Oh,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  foul  mould  firerch  her  wing?  in  hafte, 
FTv  fearleis  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  (he  pafs'd. 
4  Jsfus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  (©ft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
Whileon  his  breaft  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  fweetly  there. 
Hymn     XXXII.     Comix on  Metre. 
Frailty  and  folly. 

J~j[  How  vaft  our  fouls'  affairs  \ 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  {hive 
To  lavifh  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlefsly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  ft  ay  i 
Juft  like  a  flatfy  or  a  fong, 
We  pafs  our  lives  away, 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home* 

But  we  march  heedlefs-on— 

And  ever  haft'ning  to  the  tomfe, 

Dot 


45©  HYMNS    JND  B.I 

Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  d^Serve  th-*  drepeft  heli, 

Who  flight  the  joys  above  ; 
What  chains  of  vengeance  fhould  we  feel, 
Who  break  fuch  cords  of  love. 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fov'rrign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  feefalvation  ni^h. 
Hymn     XXXill.     Common  Metre. 
-7  he  blejjed focigty  in  heaven. 
J   "|3  AiSE  thee,  my  faul,  fly  up  and  run 
Jl\^   Through  evTry  heav'nly  ftreet, 
And  fay — there's  naughl  below  the  fun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet*. 

2  [Thus  will  we  mount  on  fa c red  wings, 

And  tread  the  courts  above  : 
N  >r  earth,  nor  all  her  migbtieft  things, 
Shall  tempi  our.mfaneft  love.] 

3  Tnerc,  on  a  high  rmjsftie  throne, 

Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  th  ds  his  glorious  goodnefs  dowa 
Oi  all  the  blifful  plains.    - 

4  Bright,  like  the  fun,  the  Saviour  fits, 

Ami  fpreads  eternal  noon  : 
No  ev'niugs  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  fetble  nvnn, 

5  Amidft  thofe  ever-fhining  fides, 

Boh-dH  the  (acred  D^ve, 
Whi'e  ba  ftfh'd  fin  and  fa-row  flies 
Fron  all  the  realms  of  love. 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place, 

Stand  bending  round  the  tnrone, 


i 


JB.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  451 

And  faints  and  fe-raphs  fmg  and  praife 
The  infinite  Three-One,  ~ 

7  But,  O  what  beams  of  heav'nly  grace 

'Tranfport  them  all  the  while  \ 
Ten  thoufand  fmsles  from  Jtfus9  face, 
And  love  in  ev'rv  fmi'e  !] 

8  JtfuS)  and  when  fhai!  that-dear  day, 

That  joyful  hour  appear, 
When  1  ftiali  leave  this  h  >ufe  of  day, 
To  dwell  among  'em  there  ? 
Hymn     XXXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  /^lOME.  Huiy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
V^  With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rS; 
Kmdie  a  flame  of  facreci  love, 

In  thef  *  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Lo<'k,  how  we  grovel  here  belo\y5 

Foni  of  thefe  trifling  toys  ; 
Our  fouls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongs, 

In  vain  we  ftrive  to  rife  ;. 
Hofannas  langutfh  on  our  tongues* 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  (hall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  d\ing  rite  ?       * 
Our  love  (j  faint,  fo  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  u«  fo  great  ! 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, 
Come,  (lied  abroad  a  S  iviour%  love, 
And  that  fhk\\  kindle  ours. 
Hymn    XXXV.    Common Metre* 


452  HYMNS    AND  B.  if 

Praife  to  God j  or  creation  and  redemption, 
I   "F    ET  :h  [■■  neg  icfcthyglory,  Lore, 
\_j    Wno  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 
But  our  iv.  ;jrd 

The  ■  |    life. 

i  We  ra  •   to  thee, 

A  throne  ; 

AH  ^k-ry  to  th-  United   f^i 
d  One. 

3  'Twa$  he  (and  we^ll  adore  bis  name) 

Who  formed  u'  by  a  word  : 
'Twas  he.  reftor'deur  ruln'd  frame  : 
to  the  Lord. 

4  Hofatma  !  \ti  the  earth  and  fkics 

f-und  ; 
R  .    reflecT:  the  voice 

In  und 

Hymn     XX'XVI.     Short  Metre. 
i*jr  intercejjion. 

1  ~X'^.r  Redeemer's  gone 

T  V       :  '  appear  before  a  God, 
To  fprmfcle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  atoning  b'ood. 

2  N    ft  ry  vengeance  now, 

N  i  aurnuig  vvrath  comes  down ; 
If  juftice  calls  for  tinners'  blood, 
The  Savi  ur  thews  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye, 

O.ir  humble  fust  he  moves  ; 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 

And  looks,  and  (miles,  and  t«ves. 
4.  New  may  our  joyful  tongues 

Our  Maker's  honours  frag, 


(.  IL      ,     SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  453 

Jefus*  the  Prieft,  receives  our  fongSj 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  [We  bow  before  his  face, 

And  found  his  glories  high  ; 
"  Hofanna  to  the  God  of  grace, 
"  Who  lays  his  thunder  by.] 

6  "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

cc  And  triumphs  all  above  j 
"  But,  Lord,  how  weak  our  mortal  flrains 
Ci  To  fpeak  immortal  love  ! 

7  u  [How  jarring  and  how  low 

"  Are  all  the  notes  we  fing  ! 
c'  Sweet  Saviour,  tune  our  fong>  anew, 

«  And  thev  mall  pleafe  tha  King."] 
Hymn     XXX VII.     Common  Metre. 
The  fame. 
IFT  up  your  eyes  to  th'.heav'nly  feat, 
\^j  Where  your  Redeemer  flays  : 
Ktnd  Interceffor,   there  he  fits, 

And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 
'Twas  well,  my  foul  he  dy'd  for  thee, 

And  fhed  his  vital  blood, 
Appeas'd  Aern  juftice  on  the  tree, 

And  then  arofe  to  Gcd. 
Petitions  now  and  praife  may  rife, 
And  faints  their  uir'ring<  brirg, 
The  Prieii,  with  his  own  facrihce, 
'  Pre  fen  ts  them  to  the  King. 
[Let  Papifts  truft  what  names  they  pkafe, 

Their  faints  and  angels  boaft  ; 
We've  no  fuch  advocates  as  thefe, 
Nor  pray  to  th'  heav'nL  hoiL] 
[J ejus  alone  fhdll  bear  my  cries 


454  HYMNS    JNSf  B,  II. 

Up  to  his  Father's  throne, 
He.  dear  rii  Lord,  perfumes  my  fighs, 
And  {"',-•' e."tens  ev'ry  groan. 
6  Ten  thoufand  praife>  to  the  King, 
Ho f anna  in  the  hgh'ft  ; 
Tea  thousand  tfeanks  out  fpifits  bring 

To  Gcdv  and  to  b(s  Chr\ft  ~\ 
H y  m  n     XXXVI 1 L     Com  m on  Metre. 
Lo-ve  to  Ggd. 
APFY  the  hyeart  v.  here  graces  reign, 
Where  love  infpires  the  breaft  : 
Love  is  the  bnghtteflrof  the  train, 

And  ftreng  liens  all  the  reft. 
Knowl:cig\  .J.s,    'tis  .ill  in  vain, 

And  sll  in  vain  our  fesr  : 
Our  itubborn  fins  »ill  hght  and  reign, 

It  love  be  abfent  there. 
'Tis  love  which  makes  cur  chetrful  feet 

In  fwiftobedier.ee  move  ; 
The  devus  know  and  tremble  too, 

.  But  Satan  cannot  love. 
This  -s  the  g'ace  which  Eves  and  fings, 

When faith  and  hops  (hall  ceafe  ; 
'Tis  th  s  fh;  1!  (hike  our  joyful  firings 

In  the  fweet  realms  of  biifs. 
Before  we  quite  forfake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
Let  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  fee  our  fmilmg  Go*. 
Hymn     XXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
The  foortnef  and  mij'ery  of  life. 

OUR  cLns,  alas!  out  mortkl  days 
Are  thort  and  wretched  too  ; 


[5.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  455 

Evil  andjiwy  the  patriarch  fays, 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 
&  'Tis  but  at  heft,  a  narrow  bound, 
Which  heav'n  allows  to  men  ; 
And  pains  and  fins  run  through  the  round 
Of  threefcore  years  and  ten. 
£  Well — if  ye  muft  bs  fad  and  few, 
Run  on  my  days  in  bade  j 
Moments  of  nn?  and  months  of  woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fait, 
4  Let  heavVdy  love  prepare  my  foul, 
And  call  her  to  the  Ikies, 
Where  years  of  long  falvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

Hymn     XL.     Common  Metre. 
Our  coptfort  in  the  covenant  made  waitb  Chrift. 

1  /"~\UR  God,  hoi*  firm  his  prqmife  ftands, 
\_/  E'en  \*hen  he  hides  his  face  ! 
Hetrnris  in  our  Redeemer's  hands, 

HU  gl  ry  and  hi-  grace. 

2  Then  vvny\  my  foul,  thefe  fad  complaints, 

Si  see  Chr't/t  and  we  aire  one  ? 
TH> G^dts  faith  Jul  »o  his  faints, 
is  faithful  to  his  Son. 

3  Beneath  tii*  fm^les  nr.y  heart:  hasliv'd, 

And  part  of  heav'n  poffefs  d  ; 
I  praife  his  name  tcr  grace  receiv'd, 
And  v.nCi  him  for  the'refti. 

Hymn     XLJ.     Long  Metre. 
A Jigbt  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  world, 
I   [T  TIP  to  ihejjd'is  -where  a  g  L  lie,  -... 
\J    And  living  waters  gently  roll,  ; 
Fain  wculi  mf  ctiuug'its  hap  out  and  fly. 


45-6  HYMNS    AND  '  B.  l\ 

But  firi  hangs  heavy  an  my  foul. 

2  Thy  wond'rpas  blood,  dear  dying  Chrifty 
Can  make  this  world  of  guilt  remove  ; 
And  thou  canft  bear  me  where  thou  fly'ft, 
On  thy  kind  wings  celefHal  Dove.>.   - 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  fee 
The  glories  of  th*  eternal  fides, 

What  little  thisgs  thefe  worlds  would  be  ! 
How  defpicable  to  my  eyei  I] 

4  Had  I  * -glance  of thes,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  «?ou!d  vanifh  foon  ; 
Vkmfh,  as  chough  I  faw  them  not, 

As  a  Jim  candle  die?  at  noon, 

5  Then  they  might  tight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  mould  perceive  the  noife  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  makirtgieaf; 
When  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 

6  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King, 
Ltt  me  but  vie^  thy  lovely  face, 
And  ail  my  pow'rs  Dull  bow  and  fing 
Thine  end lefs  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

Hymn     XL1I.     Common  Metre. 
Delight  in  God, 

1  "[&  M'Y  God,  w hit  endkis  pleafures  dwell 
JlVA  Above,  at  thy  right  hand  i 

L\     courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  gnxes  ftand  I 

2  The  fwallow  near  thy  templts  lies, 

And  chirps  a  cheerful  note  ; 
The  hrk  mounts  upward  tbw'rd-the  fkies, 
And  tunes  her  warb'ling  throat. 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  preience,  Lord, 

We  {hour  with  joyful  tongues  j 


m 

Or  nttifie 
We  cr. 


But  if  a  f/ov^nbedoud  his  i^c, 

We   . 
}ufla,,e^ 

Bemoan  her 
War'd'ring,  ih.    -       .  — 

And  i  g  ji^te. 

In  re 
Juit  fo  we  droop,  and 
Wheriy^/jhi 

Hymn     XLUl.     Long  Metre. 

Chrifl\f  /.      -.-•■-    ahU  vlory. 
"OW  for  a  tune  of  ictrv.nrsife 


VN' 


To  gi 


Awake,  my  v-oicc,  in    : 
Tell  the  loud  wo  -~     " 

2  Sing  how  he  left   . 
And  the  bright  rebei 
How  fwtft  arid  vK 
On  wings  ofeyerlafting  idve, 

3  {Down  to  thl  .    :-r:''- 
He  cametoraife  pur  natang  hi^ti  ; 
He  came  t*  ato'ne  ^mighty  wrath^- 
5^/kJj  the  God,  was  bom  is  die.] 
[Hel^nd  its  lions  roar-^ 
Hi;  prec: 

Willie  weighty  fo- 
Large  as  the    ■ 
Dic-p  in  thelhaaes  of  e  Isatfr, 

P.D 


-45  3  HYMNS    AND  B.  II- 

Th*  almighty  captive  prisoner  lay  ; 
*  Th*  almighty  Captive  l£ft  the  earth, 
And  rpfe  to  ocriaft  ng  day; 

6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  v<:  fohsci  iigbr, 
Up  to  nU  tn rone  of  lliiimng  grace  ; 
Sec  what  Imn  irlaJ  |16rtesik 
Round  tac  fweef  beamie»  of  his  face. 

7  Aflionga  ttscfttfand  harp*  and  fongs, 
y^/«y  the  God,  exalted  reign*, 

His  (acicd  name  hi!*  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoc?  tbrdugh  the  heav'n  v  plains. 
>      Hymn     XLIV.     Long  Metre. 
Hell :   or,  the  vengeance  of  God. 

W     Fh-  dreadful  Qod  our  fouls  adore.  ; 
Rev'rcnce  and  awe  becomes  the  tongue 
Which  (peak*  the  terrors  of  his  p  w'r. 
1  F*r  in  ihedeep,  where  diiknefs  dwells, 
The  land  o'  horror  ?nd  defpair, 
Juftice  has  built  adifaul  hell, 
And  'aid  her  (tores  of   vengeance  there. 

3  [ficernaljilaguej,  ar^i  heavy  chains, 

l'c:  rtcnting  racks,  and  fiery  coals, 
And  darts  f  infltel  immortal  pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  blood  of  damned  fmls. 

4  There  Satan,  the  firfl  finner,  lies, 
And  roars,  and  bjtevhis  iron  bands; 
In  vain  the  rebel  (trives  to  rife, 

CruiVd  with  the  weight  of  both  thy  hands.] 

5  T  iky  ghafts  of  Adam's  race 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod  ; 
Once  :h^y  could  fcorn  a  Saviour'*  grace, 
And  fo  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 


3.  fl.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  45^ 

%  Tremble,  my  fouh  and  kifs  the  Son  5 
Sinner,  obey  ihy  Saviour's  call ; 
Elfe  your  damnation  baftefis  on, 
And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  vour  fail.    . 
Hymn     XLV.     Long  Metre. 
God's  condefcettfiorr  to  our  ^sarjlip.    . 

1  rT^vHY  favors.  Lord%  (urpriic.  out  fouk : 

jj^     Will  the  Eternal  d^ell  with  us  ? 
Wnatcanft  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 
To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  ■ 

2  Still  might  he  M  his  ftarry  throne., 
And  plcafc  his  ear*  with  G&brhfs  fengs  5 
But  th'  heavily  Rajefty  coiti?»  dWn,, 
And  bow§  to  hearken  to  our  £&ngse?. 

3  Great  God,    whet  poor  tzturris  *ve  pay-; 
For  love  fo  Infinite  as  thine  : 

Words  are  bur  air.  and  tongues  but  chy, 
But  thy  companion's  all  divine. 

Hymn     XLVI.     Long  Metre. 
God's  condefcerfwn  to  kam&n  ^fitirs. 

1  "F  TP  to  the  Lord  virho  re?gns  v.r-  liigbi  ; 

I^J     And  views  the  nations  from  ihr* 
Let  evcrlaiting  prai  (early, 
And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  [He  who  cari  make  the  worlds  hemsde> 
Or  with  hi*  word,  cr  w':-'!  ^]]:  ' 

His  goodneft,  how  amazing  great  1 
And  what  a  condescending  Goo. 

3  Gods  who  "muft  (loop  to  view  the  fL' 
An4  bow  to  fee  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  the  eafth  he  salts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footfreps  downward  too,! 

A.  He  overrules  all  mortal  thi^s, . 


HYMNS     JXD  B.  I 

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-Grace!    'tisafweet,  a  charming  their 
My  thought*  rejoice  2       .        ' 

.YeanmL  uv.    j    Pc  i-th    found,     . 
Ye  beav'its  reflet  it  tp  'he  ground. 

>  Oh5  mkj  I  five. to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  uftveils  his  lovely  i^c^  % 
Where  a#  his  beauties  you  beh*id, 
And  iitag  his  nar-e  to  harps  c  f  go  d. 
Hymn     XLVIII.     Common  Metre. 
Love -to  fie  creatures  is  dangerous.  : 

1  TI0Wv:"  - 

1; 

Eacnp:   ■:  re      :.       ?oifc     tpo   ; 
And  e.v  r 

2  Thebn-:      t     ::  - 

Give  but  a  flat*    -;       jfe&j 

lV£OlSU:dlu;>££--  (  :-         ?        j  ' -"  P?#; 

Where  we  poilVis 

3  Qtsrdeareft  j©ys,  and  neareit  i  *ei  as 

x    The  partners  of  en        "  , 

Ba^T  they  divide  our  '  -  •       ';  mini 
And  leave  but  naVl 
*£  The  fondnefs  of  a      ;  ' 

4  Haw  itrdfig  it      i 
Thither  the  ■  ■■ . n    ■;  ' 

Ner  can  ^e  tall  ?ern  the  , re. 

5  Dtar  Saviour,  let  thy  beau    ;.,: 

My  lours  eternal-food; 
And  grace  ec  nrsar     -  ; 


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w  .1 


r  rorn  -r 
Hymn 


:  t  cr:- 


462  HYMNS    AND  B.  IIa 

1  T^SEATHcannct  make  our  fouls  afraid, 

I  J  U  God  be  **i:h  u*  there  *, 
We  may  walkthrough  the  dafkeft  (hade, 
And  never  yield  te  feaf. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  ail  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  calVd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Msfes  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pifgatf*  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land, 

My  flcfh  Itfelf  flu/aid  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  lor  the  command,    ■ 

4  Clafp'd  in  my  hstv'ftly  Father's  arms* 

1  would  foi  get  my  breath, 
And  lofe  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  fo  divine  a  death. 

Hymn     L.     Long  Metre. 
Comforts  undtr forw-xis  and  fains. 

i  "^7°^  -er  the  Lord  oiy  Sanour  foils*, 
J3I     t\c,d  tlitw  my  name  upon  ms  heart  ; 
1  would  forget  my  pains  a  while, 
And  in  the  pleafurc  bfe  the  £r»  irt. 

2  But  Oh  !  it  fwclls  my  for  row*  high, 
To  fee  my  bl:ffed  Jefus  frown  : 
My  fpirits  fmk»  my  comforts  die, 
And  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,  my  foul,  why  thefe  complaints  ? 
Still  while  he  frowns  his  bowels  move  \ 
Still  en  his  heart  he  bears  his  faints, 

And  feels  their  forrows,  and  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  brcaft  ; 
His  book  of  life  contains  my  name^ 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  imprds'd, 


?.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  463 

Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame, 
5  When  me  lip  firs  burns  all  things  here, 
Thife  letters  £M  feeurdy  lUnd, 
And  in  the  Lamb?*  uir  fckip'ki  appear, 
Writ  by  &'  eternal  $?$&&-!$  hand,   * 
Now-  lei:  mj  minutes  ftnoothly  run. 
While  here  I  ^ai:  my  Father's  #j$]  | . 
ftly  rifis^  and  sny  letting  fun, 
Hoi;  gently  up  and  flwti  the  hill. 
Hymk     LI.     Long  Metre. 
God  thg  Sen  sqv*l  ntjith  the  Father. 
RIGHT  King  or  glory, /reid/UI  God, 
G^r(:;ifu<  now  before  thy  !*ut  j 
To  taee  tvelifr  an  humble  thought. 
And  w©r&tp  at  shine  awful  feet. 
*  [T!  y  pow'r  haifi  fcrm'<l,  tby  wifuom  fwajs 
All  n£tur:e  wirh  a  UivVei^n  word: 
And  t  e  bright  ^vojIo  aUfats  obeys 
The       .        -';;r  fu  peri  or  Lord.] 

3  [M.:rc\  and  ifuth  unite  in  one. 
And  (tailing  fit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Eternal  juftice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 

4  A  J houfaM  feriphs  !*rong  and  bright, 
Seand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
But  who  among  the  Tons  of  light, 
Pretends  companion  with  thee  ?  • 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 
J  ejus  array'd  in  fk{h  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  full  equality  with  God. 

6  -Their  glory  mines  with  equal  beam?  3 

Their  efTence  is  for  ever  one  5 


464  HYMNS    J#b  B.  5: 

•■'  they  sr»-  !  nimss, 

F»ther  G-h3,  and  G-«d  fhe'S'..n. 
7   Then  let  t[v  iF Cbrift frur  King 

With  equal  honours  be  «cor'd  j 
Hi*pr»ifc  let  e»'rv  a'agcl  fmg. 
And  ?!;  the  nation!  own  the-  Lord, 
Hymn     LII.     Common  M^tre. 
Death  dreadful,  cr  dclighijul.     ' 

kE  i> I'M,  f!«  hy 

Xq  \Ynnz  who  1-kVc  no  God, 
forced  away 
ode. 

2  In  vain  ■  -  n  (Jit  lifts  her  eyefc  : 

•  chain  j 
'    Su.1  rom  thefkies, 

Todaric-  :nri  piin. 

3  Awake,  ar    mourh^yebeirs  ofhel!^ 

Let  GrjnerS  fear  ; 

muit  be  dr  v'n  from  earthy  arid  dwell 
A  long  FOREVER  there.    ' 

le  for  you, 
ir  face  & 
Anc  .  #ard  too, 

ice. 
5   He  1-  a  G  d  of  fo  ve, 

V.  me, 

.  r  above, 
W;i   •  .    s  be. 

,  L  ird,  forttiy  md* 

lay  -, 
C-  h  .  t>'  band, 

1 « 


SPIRITUAL 
inveefth  ?  faints 


ioares 


466  HYMNS    AND  B.  Ill 

9  [See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come  ; 
There  Jefus,  tne  Forerunner,  wairs 
To  welcome  travelers  home  ] 

10  [There,  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  mount, 

Our  weary  fouls  fhall  fit. 
And,  with  traufponing  joys  recount 
The  labours  of  our  feet. 

11  No  vain  difcourf?  {bail  hl<  ouv  tongue, 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear  ; 
Infinite  grace  (hall  fill  our  fang, 
And  God  rtjj.ee  to  hear. 
T2  Eternal  glories  to  the  King 

Who  brought  us  fafcU  through  ; 
Our  tongue*  fhali  never  ceafe  to  fir.g, 
And  endtefr  Draife  renew.] 
Hymn.    LIV.     Common  Metre. 
God's  prefence  is  light  in  darknefs. 
Y  God,  the  tp:  in&  of  all  ray  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
he  glory  ©f  my  brighteft  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 
In  darkefl  (hades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Ke  is  my  foul's  fweet  morning-  Qc?xy 

And  he  my  riling  fun. 
The  opting  hcav'ns  around  mefhine 

With  begins  of  facred  blife, 
While  Jefus  ftiewsjm  heart  is  mine, 

And  vvinfpe.f- — I  am  his. 
My  foul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

:\r  that  tJ-anfporting  word, 
Run  up  \%ith  joy  the  Ihining  way, 


,  II.  SPIRITUAL-  SONGS.  46| 

T'  embrace  m  y  dearer?  Lord. 
FfiM-ieis  of  hell  amJ  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  through  eVry  foe  ; 
The  ^iogs  of  love,  ana  arms  of  faith, 
Should  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 
Hymn     LV.     Common  Metre. 
Frail  life,  and  jucceeding  eterrdty. 

TBEL  *£   ;df_ri,  eternal  name, 
And  hurnoly  ovrn  to  thee, 
He  **  feeble  is  oar  mortal  frame  ; 

What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 
[Our  wafting  live?  grow  Alerter  Itill, 

As  months  and  davc  if,  create  ; 
And  ev  xy  bea:ing  pulfe  *re  tell, 

Leaves  but  the  mirnb«i  Ids. 
The  year  roil*  r*«md  *\«i  ftsals  away 

The  breath  whicfi  [irft  it  gave  j 
Whate'er  me  do,  where'er  wi  be, 
We're  trav'iin^  to  the  |r*vci] 
^Dangers  fiand  chick  through  all  the  ground^ 
To  jjulU  us  to  the  tomb  -, 
And  fierce  difsafes  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 
;  G  K)d  God  •!  on  #  hat  a  {lender  thread 
Hang  everbft'-ng  thing*  ! 
Th'  eternal  traces  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  Hfe's  feeble  ftrin^s  J 
\  Infinite  joy  or  endlefs  woe 
Attend?  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern 'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death, ! 
'  'Waken,  O  lord,  oar  drowfy  fenfe 
To  walk  this  dang  reus  road  j 


46S  HYMNS    Mb  B.  II 

Ar:\  if  or.r  fouls  are  hur  jf\j  hence,, 
May  they  he  found  wjrh  God. 
Hymn     LVI.     Common  Metre.' 
Vain  profperity. 

1  T^TO,  I  ih-.il  envy  thQcn  no  more, 
jr^j     Who  grow  profanely  great, 

'l  hough  they  increafe  their  golden  {lore, 
And  rife  towond'rcUs  height. 

2  They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  wdiic 

Upon  this  earthly  c 
Well,  they  may  fearch the  creature  through, 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God  : 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 

And  think  yoar  life  your  own  ; 
But  death  comes  haft'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  dawn. 

4  Ye:-,  you  mu(t  bow  your  ftate'}'  head, 

Away  your  fpirit  flies, 
Ami  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  ens  ikies. 

5  Go  now  and  boaft  of  all  your  ftores, 

Ami  tell  how  bright  they  (h 
Your  heaps  ojf  glitt'nngdufl  are  your?, 
And  rrty  Redeemer's 

Hymn     LVII.     Long  Metre. 

The  pleafures  of  a  good  confciexce. 

1  ~T    ORD,  kow  fee ure. arid  bieft  are  they 

\  j  -Who  feel  the  joys  ofpardon'd  Cm  ; 
Should  l|orms  of  wrath  (hake  earth  an  J  tea, 
Tneir  minas  haveheav'n  &r»4  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  fweet'y  o'er  their  head?, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  : 

And  fofc  and  filent  as  the  fb  i 


LIL     ;       SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ,  469 

Their  nightly  rhinui  ;  nove* 

r  [(>.:,  t  thoughts  their  joy?  come  an, 

fBurily  hot  half  iolf  i  -■  . iway  ; 
Their  fouls  are  eve  :  as  noon', 

And  calm  *s  be, 

j.  How.oftlhey  :    ;ktc     -   :  .     '■     bills, 
Wihere  groves  sj  ;      safo  -sigrow, 

Ana  :      [lopes  and  cheerful  failles 

Sit  ur  uoon  their  brow.] 

5  They  fcorn  to  :   ;,:  oit?  golden  toys, 
But.fpenn  the  day  ana  ilia  re  the  oi^ht 
In  numb'rmg  .o'er  the  richer  joys 
Which  heay'n  prepares  for  their  delight. 

3  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  rno!e>? 
Lie  grov'ling  hi  :hc  dult  below:  ; 
Aimigb  y  gr;  ce,  renew  our  {puis, 
An:;  wqft\  afpire  to  glory  too. 

Hym*t-   LVIIl.     Common  Metre. 
27^  porinefs  of  life, ,  and  goedmfs  of  God, 

1  rTT^IME  !    what  aaemp^  vapour  ?ti"  1 

J[v      And  days  now  fwift  they  are  ! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies,     - 
Or  like  a  fho.-.ting-fhr. 

2  [The  prefent  moments  j.118  appear, 

Then i)ide  away  in  ha&e, 
That  we  can  never  fay— they're  kerey 
But  only  fay—they're  paji. 

3  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

And' death  is  ever  nigh  § 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
-    WealLbegin  toaie,] 

4  Yetj  mightv  God,  our  fleeting  days" 


»-, 


470  fS     JND  B. 

irs  Glare, 
h  trie  bounties  of  thy  grace 
e  rolling  year. 

5  'Tis  fov'reign  pefty  finds  us  fcod, 

are  clothed  with  love  ; 
Wtyile  grace  ftarids  pointing  cut  the  road, 
WhiCfi  leads  our  fouls  above. 

6  HI  fs  runs  an  endlefs  round  ; 

glory  to  the  Lord  ; 
Kis  mercy  never  knows  abound  ; 
And  be  his  name  ador'd.     . 
$  Thus  vvc  begin  the  iafting  fong: , 
And  when  we  ciofb  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praife  prolong 
'Ttlrtimeand  ir;.turedies. 
Hymn     L1X.     Common  Metre. 
Paradije  on  etirth. 

i   fT\  LOPvY  to  God  who  walks  the  flcy, 
\JJT    And  fends  his  bleffing  through  \ 
Who  tells  his  faints  of  joys  on  high, 
And  gives  a  ta'te  below. 

2  [Glory  to  God  who  (coops  Ins  throne, 

Thar du ft  and  worms  may  fee't, 
And  brings  a  giifnpfe  of  glory  down 
Around  his  facred  f";et. 

3  When  Chrijly  with  all  his  graces  crewn'd, 

Sheds  his  kind  beams  soroad, 
'Tis  a  young  heav'n  on  earthly  ground, 
And  glory  in  the  bud. 

4  A  blooming  para dife  of  joy 

in  this  wild  defart  fprings, 

And  ev'ry  -fenfe  I  ftrait  employ 

On  fweet  ceieltiai  things. 


IL     '        SPIRIT! 


47*     ,  J 


A 


Sway  Li  rcreat 
Praife  to         : 
Wh<  rule?  bis  ue<  . 
Andtliereasftr  :       I 

He  (et-  his  kit      fi   p      '  V— 
[Fifntare  the  word?  bis 
Swfeet  words  on  which  • 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  ef 


B.  L 

-broad. 
. .  found, 

round 

■ 
be:  b  rs  arifs 

■  tnckjii 

The  comforts  i  r  give?. 

6  On,  r 

To  '  '     .'  '■:  ;' 

T'emb  ,       ..   . 

And  '<■•'      .  i 

7  Tb  .  -  .       »        i    i  '..ike, 
And  a              '..;<, 

Qui    '  :;Vih  >u:^ 

-  T^hai  nogr* 

2    Ou     ;       .  . 

Above  t;^e  ru 

Wh^ie  tbc  i  .  iider' reigns, 

And  hrs  own  coi  [ns» 

Hymn     L>ll.     Long  Metre. 
A  though  cf  death  And  glory* 

1  "&./T*  foul,  cocne».  mean  ate  the  day, 

VV  hen  thou  mufi  quit  this  houfe  of  clay, 
And  By  to  unknown  lands. 

2  [And  you,  ruine  eyes,  lock  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb  : 
This  gloomy  pn(di  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  (umm::ns  cooie/J 

3  Oh  !  c>uld  we  die  with  thofe  who  die,. 

And  place  us  in  their  ftead  j 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

T  hen  would  our  fpints  learn  to  fly, 

And  converfe  with  the  dead  : 
Then  ihould  we  fee  the  faints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  form-, 
And  wonder  why  our  fouls  Ihould  love 

To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 
[fi$w  we  (hould  fcorn  thefe  clothes  of  Sefh, 

Thefe  fetters,  and  this  load, 
And  long  for  ev'nin'g  to  undrefs, 

That  we  may  reft  with  God.] 
We 'fhould  a^moft  forfake  our  clay 

Before  the,  fummons  'come. 
And  pray  and  with  our  fouls  away 

To  their  eternal  home. 

Hymn     LXII.     Common  Metre. 
God  the  Thunderer  :  or,  the  lafi  judgment,  and  hell,'* 

1  O^NG  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nly  holts, 
j^j     And  thou,  O  earth,  adore  : 

Let  death  and  hell  through  all  their  coaCh, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  powV; 

2  His- founding  chariot  (hakes  the  fky, 

He  makes  the  clouds  hi*  throne  ; 
There  ail  his  ftores  of  lightning  iie? 
'Till  vengeance  dart  them  down. 

3  His  noftrils  breathe  out  fiery  ftreaais, 

And  from  his' awful  tongue 
A  fov'reign  voice  divides  ihb  flame?. 
And  thunder  roars  alqngi 

4  Think,  O  my  foul,  the  dreadful  dzy 

When  this  incenfed  God 


Made  in    a  Judden   great  jlorm  of  thitndtr '? 
Augiiit  the  2.qih j   1697. 
QQ2 


•4^4  HYMNS    JND  B.  lit 


Shall  rend  the  iky,  and  burn  the  Tea, 


I~l 


- 

And  fiinghis  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  ihr.i  the  wretch,  the  Tinner  do  ? 

He  once  deh/d  i\\~  Lord  ; 
But  he  Qiall  dread  the  Thur.d.'rer  now, 
And  (Ink beneath  his  vrnrd. 

6  Tempefts  of  angry  fir^  fliall  roll, 

To  blarft  the  rebel  worm, 
And  best  a'pon  his  naked  foul 
In  one  eternal  ftorm. 
Hymn     LXJII.     Common  Metre. 
A  funeral  thought. 
I  !    from    the  tombs,    a  doleful 
ears  atte!  d  the  cr, —       [found^i 
*'  V"  e,  view  the  ground 

<>  V, 

2  <(  Princes.  this  <;:  e    ■   or  b!:d, 

«  The  ta!)^  the  wife,  the  ri  /'rend  head, 

<«  M 

3  Great  (La  !    is  this  our  certain  doc- 

And  are  we  fti!l  feeure  ! 
Still  vyat king  downwards  to  toe  tomb, 
Ant*  are  no  m< 

4  Gram  us  the  pov/rs  of  qukk*nin|*  grace, 

To  fit  our  K.uis  to  fly   5 
Then,  when  .  ;his  dyingiidh^ 

We'd  rife  abov.^  the  fry. 
Hymn     LXIV.     Long  Metre. 
GOD  the  glory  and  defence  of  Lion. 

i  "j~  "TAPPY  th;  crnrc",  ii>wu  f^cred  plate, 
JlJL    'Lbe  ;  C*eabi\*  gracej 

Thine  holy  court::  zv:  hi?  abofje  :; 


II.  SPIRif  UAL  SONGS.  470 

Them  earthly  palace  of  bur  God. 
Thy  walls  are  iirengih,  ?nd  at  thy  gats 
A  &uard  ot  heav'%  warriors  m\i  ;     , 
Nor  (hall  thv  deep  foundations  move,. 


Fix'd  bd  his  cos 

mils  and 

his  love. 

Thy  foe?  in  vraii 

3  de%ns 

engage, 

Asainfthis  tfe 

me  In  ^ai? 

they  rage  ; 

L'kenbbv;-^ 

e?  ^kh  ?■* 

igry-roa^ 

vv  men  Q^in  si^ 

.'■\w  (bore. 

Th.n  let  oak  I 

Ul*    ."     t 

sdweH, 

jSb.u"  fear  the  fc' 

rath  o.  R 

me  crhell; 

Hi^  arm-  emn; 

-:r  this   h 

-:,v  ground. 

Like  brazen  b> 

Iwarks  bt 

ill  around. 

Go£.i*  our  (fait 

Id,  and  G 

;d  our  fun  ; 

S  A?;f>  as  the  fk 

etmg  moments  run, 

Onus  he  feed? 

new  heat 

ii%  of  grace, „ 

An  J  ^ereiba 

his  br,;  it 

eft  praifc;. 

Hymn     L 

XV.     Co 

irmbn  Metre. 

£2d  hcH  ifkea-ven 

tevfippcri 

under  tried?  en  earth, 

%  V 

I  can  i  - -c- 

.  m>  ritie  clear 

%    ■'  1    /'          ,   :- 

V      V 

n  the  ikies. 

7    <        ,    ,"      ., 

-,  r 

A    U  -  -1    i    '     '-  • 

XI  , 

And  wills 

g  eves. 

&k3 


Then  I  can  foile  at  Saiaivs  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 
3  Let  ca?e%iiike  a  wild  deb  gs  came, 
Ani-ftorm_s,otfotro;vfaSl ;   ' 
May  I  but  fafely  reach  my  home, 
My-God*  my  heav'n,  my  all  : 
4.  There  I  (Ml  bathe  my  weary  foul 
In  fcas  qi  heav'nly  k% 


4;6  HYMNS    AND  B,  Ij 

And  not  a  wave-q/troubie  roll 
Actah  my  peaceful  breaft. 
Hymn     LXVI.     Common  Metre. 
A  prcfpeci  ofbea-ven  rnakey-dtatkjafy, 
H    ry.HLiiL  is  a  land  of  pure'Befrght,  ' 
Where  faints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pieafures  banlfii  pain. 

2  There  evtrlafting  fpring  abides, 

And  never-withring  flow'r6 : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  fea,  /divides 

This  heav'nly  land  from  purs. 

3  [Sweet  fields  beyond  the  fweliing  flood, 

Siar-el  dreft  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jeivs  old  Canaan  fiood, 
While  'Jordan  roii'd  between. 

4  Buttim'rous  mortals  ftaftaridj  {brink, 

To  crof?  this  narrow  fea, 
And  linger,  fhiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
Thro'  fear  to  launch  away.} 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Thefe  gloomy  doubts  which  rife, 
And  fee  the  Canaan  w  hich  we  lovt, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  ! 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Mcfes  ftood, 

And  view  the  landscape  oter, 
,  Not  Jordan  slhes.rri,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  r;s  fro*m  the  (hore. 
Hymn     LXVil.     Common  Metre. 
GOD's  eternal  dominion. 
I  ^>  RE  A  i   God  !   Kow  infinite  art  thou  ! 
\J"  What  worthtafs  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  :hc  whole  race  of  creatures  t >o  w, 


N 


Oi 


^n-i  vex  u  wan  u 
hile  thine  eternal 


s  ir.ovc  on 
I 


\  GxeatGod!  bowiufinvte^t-ta^ 
Wh  ,t  mfrthfcis  w-brnr^s  are  vfc  ! 


LOW: 


J^Cthe  wjioic  race  ©i  croai 

iVd  pay  tteir  pri  ufe  totbee,     _ 
Hymn-  LXtUI.     Common  Mei*§. 
■[he  humble  nxcrfiii,  ofhea'iin. 


E 


The  pUcs 


1  a  leave  thy  e« 


y  courts  anatiee 


Up  to  thy  (eat,  my  God, 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  diihnt  (ace, 

And  Visa  pleafmg  fight; 
But,  to  abide  in  thine  esnDraLC, 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I'd  part  with  ail  the  joys  of  fenfe, 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  > 


4;3  HYMNS    AND  B.I 

Plea-  r  thence,  \ 

4  ['.  :  feen,     ^  | 

An  in, 

sr,  and  with  love. 

5  T 

■I  th~ re> 

6  i   hoft,  ' 

i 

7  T.  .  yes, 

N 

tre. 

-  ■■.     .ep'-ornifes.  [theme, 

i  [  •  .         -  ■        -Vniy 

rig. 

Qi 

2  Te  I  , 

Aiv:  feuj  id — ■ 

S':v  ornife  of  his  gvace, 

!    •  e  performing  God. 

3  Pr  he  Lord, 

F ■:)  ^;r-;tched  dying  rb^ti  ^ 

is  writ  [he  !;-(T'?d  word 
. 

4  En^rav'd,  as  in  eternal  brafs, 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  479- 

The  mighty  promife  mines ; 
Nor  can  the  pow'rs'ofdarkns&rzzs 

Thofe  everlailing  lines.] 
[He  who  can  dain  whole  worlds  to  death, 

And  make  them  when  he  pleafe, 
But  (peaks,  and  that  almighty  breath 

FuifiU  his  great  decrees. 
His  yery  word  of  grace  is  (Vrong 

As  that  which  built  the  fkies  ; 
The  voice  which  rolls  the  (tars  along, 

Speaks  all  the  promifes. 
Ke  laid — Let  the  wide  heav'n  be  fpreadJ 

And  heav'n  was  ftretch'd  abroad  ; 
Abrah'm,  Fit  be  thy  God,  he  laid, 

And  he  was  Abraham' sGo3. 
0\  might  I  hear  thy  heavYdy  tongue 

But  whifper,  thou  art  mine! 
Thcfe  gentle  words  ftiould  raife  my  fung 

To  notes  almoft  divine. 
How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  heav'n  fecure  \ 
I'd  truff  the  ail-creating  voice, 


And  faith  defi/es  no  more,  j 


Hymn     LXX.     Long, Metre. 
lor's  dominion  over  the  ft  a.     Pfa.  evii.  Z3,  &c, 
JD  of  the  leas,  thy  thuruTring  voice 
JT  Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice  I 
And  one  foft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  link  them  filent  in  the  fand. 
If  hut  a  Mofs-s  wave  thy  rod, 
The  fea  divides  and  owns  its  God  ; 
The  ilortny  fioods..their  Maker  knew, 
And  led  his  chofsn  armies  through. 


i8o  HYMNS    AND'  B.  L 

3  The  fcalv  flocks  amidft  the  fea 
To  thee,  their  Lord,  a  tribute  pay  ; 
Themeaned  fifh  which  /Vims  the  flood,   | 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  prajfe  to  God. 

4  [Trie  la.ger  mor.  iters  of  the  deep,     - 
On  thy  commands  attendance  keep  ; 
By  thy  permiffion,fport  and  play, 
.And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tern  pelt  rears, 
Leviathan  lies  (tiii  and  fears  \ 

.Anon  heliftshis  noffrils  high, 
An  1  (pouts  the  ocean  to  the  (ley.] 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  po.v'r  ^dor'd, 
Amidft  thefe  wat'ry  nations,  Lord  ! 
Yet' the  bold  men  who  trace  the  feas, 
Bold  men  refufe  their  Maker  praife. 

7  [WhatTcenes  of  miracles  they  fee, 
And  never  tune  a  fong  to  thee  ! 
While  on  tKerftood  they  fafely  ride, 
They  cur(c  the  hand  which  fmooths  the  t 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in  wat'ry  graves, 
And  (ome  (frisk  death  among  the  waves  ; 
Yet  the  furviving  crew  blafpheme^ 
Nor  own  the  God  who  fefcu'a  them.] 

9  Oh,  for  feme  ilgnal  of  thy  hand  ! 
Shake  ail  the  feas,  Lord,  (hake  the  land  ; 
Great  Judge,  difcen/L  left  men  deny 
Tna  there's  a  God  whn  rules  the»  fky. 

Hymn     LXXI.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  from  all  creatures . 
I    ''TpHE  4! ories  of  my  Maker,  God, 
J^       My  joyful  voice  fliall  fingj 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 


.11.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4^ 

Their  Former  and  then  K  ng. 
'Twa>  his  right  hand  which  ftup  d  our  clay, 

And  wrought  this  human  frame ; 
Bat  from  his  own  immediate  breath 
Our  nobler  fpfrjts  came. 
S  We  bring  our  mortal  p  -v/rstoOod, 
■a  nd  woritsp  with  our  tongues  £  # 
We  claim  feme  kindred  with&etkies, 
And  joints'  angelic  fongs^ 
.  Lei  g^vliog  hearts  of  ev'ry&ape, 
And  fowirof  ev'ry  wing. 
And  rocks  and  trees,  and  fires^aud  few, 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Yc  planets  to  his  honour  fhine, 

And  wheels  of  nature,  roll  \ 
Praifehim  in  your  uaweary'd  courts 
Around  the  fteady  pole. 

6  The  brightness  of  our  M  iker'i  name 

The  wioe  creation  ills. 
And  his  unbounded  grandeur  fiies 
B-ymd  the  heav'nly  WU. 
Hymn     LX XII.    Common  Metre;  , 
The  Lord's  dar:  or,  the rejarreSiion  of  Chriit.    - 

1  TV"ES$D  morning,  whole  young  aawn- 
JF>  Beneld  our  rifing  Gad  ;  [mg  rays 
Which  faw  himtrmmpn  o'er  the  duft, 

"  And  leave  his  lztl  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prifon  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
'Till  the  revolving  fere*  had  brought 
The  third—  th'  appointed  6&y. 

3  Hell  and  the  .grave  untie  their  force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain  ; 
Rr 


4S2  HYMNS    AND  B.  IL|j. 

The  fleeping  Conqueror  arofe, 
And  burft  their  k-cbie  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Thcfe  facred  hours  we  pay, 
Andjoud  Hofannas  ihaU  proclaim 
Trie  triumphs  of  the  day. 

5  [Solvation  ahil  immortal  praife 

To  oar  victorious  King; 

Let  heav'n  and  earth,  and  rocks  and  (ess. 
With  loud  Hof annas  ring.] 
Hymn     LXXiU.     Common  Metre- 

Doubts  featured  ;  or,  fpiritual  joys  reftored. 

"■lNCE,  from  mv  hml,  fad  thoughts  bg 
&n.d  leave  me  to  my  joys ; 
Mv  tongue  ihaM  triumph  in  my  G 

And  make  a  joyful  noife, 
Darknejs  and  tnd, 

And  drov 
Till  fov'x  tth  mining  rays, 

Difpelv  >:rs. 

Oh*  what  irrimortaj  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, 
Wi\rp.  Jtjks  told  me — I  was  bis, 

And  my  Beloved  mine  ! 
In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  foyl, 

AnrJ  breaks  my  peace  in  vain  ; 

0  «e  gUmpfe  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  fare, 
Revives  my  joys  again,, 

Hymn     LXXIV.*"  Short  Metre. 
*psrftan& ftwn  afenfe-  of ' di-v.  ) :  cr  c  e&*. 

plaint  ofingraU 

1  yS  this  tne  feiiKi  ret. 
thariks  we  owe  -? 


II.  SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  48=3 

Thus  to  abuiVeternal  love, 


Whence  all  our  bleffings  flow 


2  To  what  a  ftubborn  frame 

Has  fin  redox 'd  cur  mind  ! 

Whatftran^e .rebellious  wretches  we? 

And  God  a*  Itfangely  kind. 

3  Onus  h-bids  the  fun 

Shed  his  reviving,  rajsi-3 
For  us  the  fides  chtir  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  necks  to  men  ; 
But  we  more  b      -  :  brutjih  things, 

Reje&hi     i     j        .".] 

5  Turn,  !  --:         m    hty  God, 

rVHi-  13  :  S  31  ft  in    > 


arts  of  dorifj 


rrii 


serc;es  ran. 


T-T,, 


Dies  anier. 

TV.     Common  Metre. 

j   iari    tic  hectic  fight  cf 

i   |7ROM;hcsr  myjoys  (hall  rife, 


•\AifJ  all  seated  douscs. 
2  The  bo!)  triumphs  of  my  foul 
Shalt  fethitlslf  ctit-bravej 
L.ea*s  dull  molality  behins. 


4§4  HYMNS    JND-  B.I 

3  There,  where  my  bieffod  J -Jus  reigns 
In  heaven's  unmeafuiM  ipace, 
l\i  fjK.rui  a  long  eternity, 
In  p'eafure  and  in  praife. 
4.  "M;H:o;  s  ox  years  my  wcmi'ring  eyes 
Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove  s 
And  endlefs  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 
5  Sweet  JefiiSy  ev'ry  fmile  of  thine 
Shall  m-fli endearments  bring; 
And  thoufand  taft«  of  new  delights 
From  all  thy  graces  fpring. 
%  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  fcul 
Unto  thy  bleft  abode; 
Fly,  for  my  fpirit  longs  to  fee 
My  Saviour  and  mv*  God. 
Hymn     LXXVI.     Common  Metre. 
The  refurre3ion  and  afcenjion  ofChriit. 
i  JJO'SANNA  to  the  Jfnncc  ©flight, 
\  Who  clctb'd  himfelt  in  clay. 
Entered  the  iron  sates  cf  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  snore  the  king  of  dread,    * 

Since  our  Immanuel  rofe  ; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  (ting  away, 
And  fpoil'ci  our  hcllifh  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqu'rcr  mounts  aloft* 

.  And  to  his  Father  flief, 
With  (cars  of  honour  in  his  iltin, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes  !  * 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reign?, 

And  fcatters  bitffings  down  ; 
Our  Jtfus  fills  the  middle  " 


IL 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Qf  the  celeftiat  throne. 
[Raife  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

Tq  reach  this  blcS  abode  ;• 
Sweet  be  the?  accents  of  your  ibfes 

To  our  incarnate  God. 


48'5" 


BrVuht  angels 


.1*    ft'riV 


Year  fwestei 


your  !ou  da  ft  firings 
voices  raiie  ; 


Let  heav'n  and  ail  created  things,  : 
Ssund  our  ImmanueTs  praife.] 


Hy 


Li  N 


KXVII.     Long  Metre, 


Tfo  Chriftia?i  Marfan 


TAND  up,  iy  foul,  (hake  off  thy  fears 
And  gird  the'gofpel  armour  en  j 


*    [ 


Mai  qh  to  tlie  gates  of  endlefs  joy,    _ 
Where  thy  great  Captaia  Saviour  %  gone.. 
3.  Hell  and  thy  tins  refill  thy  courfe, 
But  hell  and  finf  are  vanquifn'd  foes  5 
Thy  ft/us  nail'd  them  to  the  crefs, 
And  lung  the  triumph  whenherofe.} 

I  [What  tfao*  the  prince  of  dark nefs  rags3 
And  wafte  the  fury  of  his  (pile  ? 
Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 
To  fiery  deeps  and  endlefs  night; 

4,  What  though  thine  inward  lulls  rebel .? 
'Tis  hut  a  ihugglmg  gafp  for  life  * 
The  weapons  of  victorious  grace      p 
Shall  flay  thy  -.fins,  and  end  the  (trife.] 

5  Then  let  my  foul  march  boldly  on, 
Prds  forward  t»  the  heavenly  gate  i 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  rei^n, 

And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conquerors  wait, 

6  There  (hall  I  wear  a  flawy  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 

Rra 


;; 


486  .  HYMNS  JND  B 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  fkics 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leer's  praife. 
Hymn     LXXV1U.    Common  Metre 

W^    Redemption  by  Chnit. 
HEN  the  iirft  parents  of  *ur  race 
Rebefftf,  and  loft  their  God 
And  the  infection  of  their  fin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blo©d  : 

2  Infinite  pit/ touch VI  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son, 
Defending  from  the  heav'nly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Afide  the  Prince  of  glory  threw 

His  moft  divine  array  j 
And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  living  powr,  and  dying  lave, 

RcdeemVl  unhappy  men  ; 
And  raisVI  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flem.and  foul 

We  joyfully  reugn;     , 
Bfeft  Jejusy  take  us  for  thy  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honour  fhall  for  ever  be 

The  bufindfs  of  our  days  : 
For  ever  fhall  our  thankful  tongues 
Speak  thy  d^ferved  praife. 
Hymn     LXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  the  Redeemer. 
i  TJLUNG'D  in  aguif  ci dark  defpair, 
A     We,  wretched  finners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope,. 


II. 
o 

With  oft 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


•g  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace- 


4S7 


Beheld  our  hetplefs  grief  ; 
'Hft-faw— and  (O  I  dazing  fcjvei 

lie  ran  to  cur  relief. 
;  Down  from  'the  Chining  teats  above. 
With  joyful  halie  he  ned,     :  : 
Emer'd  the  grave  in  mortal  ftefh,    . 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead.       _■  . 
I  He  fpoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  thus3 
And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jefus  has  freed  out  captive  fouls 
From  everlafting  pains. 
5  '[In  vain  the  bafied  prince  of  hell 
His  curfed  projects  tries  ^ 
We*  who  were  dooni'd  his  endlcfs  (lave 
Are.  rai&M -above  the  fkies,] 
3  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lafting  iilence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues, 
The  Saviour's  praifes  fpeak. 
j  [  Ye*,  we  will  praifc  thee,  deareft  LordD 
Our  fouls  are  all  on  ffome  ; 
Hofanna  round  tne  fpacious  earth, 
T$  thine  adored  name. 
8  Angels,  afll&  our  mighty  joys, 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  ralfe  your  higheir,  notes. 
His  love  ran  ne'er  be  told.  J 
Hymn     LXXX.    Short  Metre. 
Goz>*s  awful  power  and  gootlnefs. 
J  ^"\Wi    t^e  almighty  Lord  ^ 
\^/  How  matchtefs  is  his  pow'r ! 


4^8  HYMNS    AND  % 

Trembly  O  earth,  beneath  his  word, 

While  a!!  the  heavvns  adore. 

2  Let  proud  imperious  kin^s 

Bow  low  before  his  throne  ; 
Crouch  to  his  few,  ye  haughty  things, 
Or  lie  will  tread  you  do  ,vn.     ° 

3  Above  the  fkies  he  reigns,  • 

And  with  amazing  blows 
He  deals  infufferable  pains 
.  On  his  rebellious  foes. 

4  Yet,  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  praife  ; 
Thy  fceocre's  equal  to  thy  rod, 
The  fceptre  of  thy  grace. 

5  The  arms  of  mighty  love 

Defend  our  Zion  well, 
And  heav'nly  mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  hell. 

6  Salvatiqn  to th6  Kin<> 

Who  fits  enthrou'd  above  : 
Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  b!ef>  the  Gfld  of  h4. 
Kvmn     LXXXL    Common  Metre. 
0»*  /£*  /&  caufe  efCbrifs  death. 

»     A   N  D  fov.'  the  fcales  nave  left  mine  eyes 
JHL  Now  I  "begin  to  fee  : 
Q>*  tsc  curs'd  deeds  my  fins  have  done  ! 
What  murdVous  thing*  thev  be. 

2  Were  tnefe  the  traitors,  "dcarett  Lord, 

Which  thy  fair  body  tor?  ? 
M*rifcs,  which  ftain'd  thofe  heav'nly  !imb« 
With  flood*  of  purple  gore  ! 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  which  I  bad  done, 


i|f.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  48s 

My  dearcft  L*  rd  wa>  fUin, 
When  juft.icefc>zM  G- d*s  only  Soil, 

And  put  hi*,  ton!  to  pain  ? 
Forgive  my  guilt*  O  Prince  of  peace, 

I'll  wound  my  G^6  no  more  : 
Hence  from  my  hzzst,  ye  fins,  be  gone, 

Fur  J  ejus  I  adore. 
Fm-.-ifh  roe,  Lord,  with  heavily  arms, 

Fi cm  grace'*  magazine, 
And   III  proclaim  eternal  war 

With  sv'ry  darling  fin. 
Hymn     LXXXII.  "  Common  Metre. 
Redemption  and protection  Jfomfpirii ual  enemies* 

A    RJ  tsE,  my  j^ui;  my joyful  pciw'rs, 
jT\.   AM  triumph  fn  my  God  •, 
Aw&ke3  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  grace  abroad. 
He  rals'd  me  from  the  &zzy%  of  fin, 

Thegaces  of  eaping  hed,  * 
And  fix ;d  my  (landing  more  Fecure 

Than  'twas  before  i  fell. 
The  arms  bfeverUftihg  lov^ 

Beneath  my  foul  he  plac'd, 
And  on  the  Reck  of  Ages  fet 

My  fiipp'ry  foctfteps  fafh 
The  city  of  my  b!eft  abode 

Is  walPd  around  with  grace  ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  fends 

To  fhield  iht  facred  place. 
Satan  may  vent  hi$  ibarpeifc  fpite9. 

And  all  his  legions  roar  ; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  pow'iv 


49o  HYMNS     AND  '  B. 

6  Arifb,  my  foul,  awake  my  voice, 
And  tpnes  of  pleasure  ling  ; 
Loud  Hallelujahs  iTir.il  addrefe 
md  my  K in  \ 
Kymn     LXXXllt.     Common  Metre.  . 
•L  he  p  saltation  c/Chrift. 

i  rr*"V  fbfthe&les, 

Jj^       siujake,  my  dreadful  /word  \ 
Awak  >ii]?.andjmite  ths  Man-y 

M<  Fellffli  (aith  the  Lord. 

2  Vc  ie  dread  command, 

An  t  file's  :  ■ 

Jijus  fiibmits  i' hi-  father's  hand, 

And  bo1  ad,  and  cLls, 

3  But,  Oh;  the  >   l(i  »  i  and  the  gr.ee 

V/h  .  ;e  now  I 

He  dies  r.o  fave  oar  guiity  race, 
And  ya  be  rifts  too. 

4  A  pe;:b?i  fp  divine  was  he, 

i  ro  be  flain, 
That  he  could  give  bis  foul  away. 
-A ud  lake  his  jifeagain. 

5  LlVCj  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  ev'ry  nation  ling, 
And  angels  found,  with  endlefs  joy, 
S  a  v  i  o  u r,  andi h  e  Ki  n  g . 
Hymn     LXXXIV.     Short  Metre. 
tie  fame. 

1  /~>OME  ail  harmonious  tongurs, 
%^ji  Ywur  pobjeil  muftc  bring  j 

'Tis  Chrifz  the  ever  lairing  God, 
_    An4  Gkrijl  the  man  «e  ling. 

2  Tel!  how  he  took  ourfiefii, 


Hi         i  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,.  £9* 

To  taks  >W3?curg,;Ht  3 
Jingle  deararops  q(MtM  blpwijj 

Which  hellifil  moa&ers  fpik. 
5  [AJas  !  the  cruel  fpear  , 

Went  deep  into  bis  fide  i 
knd  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gars 

Theic  murd-rous  weapons  djM  2 
j.  The  wives,  of  fweliiag  grief 

Did  o^er  -lis  bofcsn  roil, 
hrA  moimtatas  of  almighty  wrath 

Lay  heavy  on  his  foul.  J 

5  D'^va  ts  the  (hades  of  death 

He  bow'cl  his  awful  head  ; 
5fet  he  arofe  to  live  and  reiga 
When  death  itftlf  :s  dead. 

6  No  naure  the  bloody  fpear* 

The  crofs  and  nails,  no  more; 
Forheil  it&ffeakes'atbis  name, 


nd  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 


fiic 


7  There  the  Redeemer  i 

rligh  on  h  s  ;    :  er's  throne  ;'    . 

The  Fairer  te*  s  !  fs  vengeance  by> 

8  The^h'sfu;  Jhne 

With  uncreated  rays, 
And  b'c=s  his  faints'  and  angels'  eyes 

To  ever'arHi'g  davs. 
Hymn     LXXXv!     Common Metre. 
Sufficiency  of pardon. 

Ji  f  THY  dot  s  your  is**  j£g  humble  fouls, 

V  y     Thofe  mournful  coWis  wear  ? 
Wfrat  doubts  are  thefe  which    waite  your 
.   And  nourifh  your  defpaii  ?  ,  [rai:h5 


4f£  HYMNS    AND)  B. 

2  W hat  th<  bgh  y  i     num ' r  i us  fins  exceed 

The  ftafs  >h\ch  fi.    foe  ffctes, 

And,  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne* 

Lllfe  pointed  tjao^maifh  rif~  ? 

3  W  itt though  youi  mighty  guilt  beyond   , 
-    The  *id*  creation  fweli, 

And  us  its  cursV,  foundatidfl  laid 
v  xs  the  tepths  of  bell  ? 
j}.  S  e  l»ere  an  eodleG  ocean  Hows 
Of  nsv€r_fr-i::n.  grace  ; 

Behold  a  ^yiog  Savtpur's  veins  | 

The  facred  flood  iucreafe  ! 
$  It  i  h,  and  drowns  the  hills* 

H'S  n   ther  Chore  nor  bound: 
Now,  if  sveiearch  fo  find  out  ftps. 
Our  fins  can  n? *er  he  found, 
6  Awake,  qur  hearts  adore  toe  gr-jce 
Which  buii  -s  all  bui  faults, 
A  n  i  j  *•  rd 'n  n  •    hi  ch  fwells  above 

O'n  To"'  s  Lrs 

Hymk     LXXXVF.     Common  Metre. 
Freedom  from  fin  and  mifery  in  heaven. 

-,  ila   !  now  Itrong  they  be  \ 
And  JiLe  a  violent  fea 
I    ,      bre;  kcur  .-iuty,  Lord,  to  thee, 

And  hurry  us    w/w 
Th-  waves  of.  trouble,  how  they  rife  1 

How  !oi  rvpefts  roar  ! 

Bui  death  fhafi  bn-i  our  **eary  fouls 

Sate  ini  i£e  h^v?n:y  fbore. 

3  Thfre,  tofi;'rn  his  fweei  commands, 

Ouj  f  e-  'v  feet  fhall  move  \ 

ISo  fin  (hail  clog  our  winged  zeal, 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  493 

Of  cool  our  burning  love. 
There  (bail  we  lit,  and  Ting,  and  tell    - 

'nlv  rapturfs  fire  our  hearts, 
And  fame  m  ev'rv  face. 
Forever  his  dear  {acred  name 

Shall  .dwell  upon  our  tongues, 
And  Jrfik  3?Afclvaiicn  be 
TheViofe  of  ev'ry  foiJg. 
Hymn'  LXXXVXL     Common  Metre, 
The  divine  gloi'ies  above  our  reafin.- 

HOW  wond'rous   great,  how  glorious 
!  Muft  our  Creator  be,  '  [bright 

Who  dwells  amid  the  dazzling  light 

Ofvaft  infinity  ! 
Our  (oaring  fpirits  upward  rife 
Tow'rd  the  celeftia!  throne  : 
Fain  would  we  fee  the  blcffed  Tbrtt^ 
And  tht  almighty  One. 
\  Om\reafon  ftretches  .all  its  wings. 
And'  climbs  above  the  fkie%  s 
But  ftili  how  far  beneath  thy  feet. 
Our  grov'iing  reafon  lies  i 
i   [Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  fouls, 
And  awfully  adore : 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  minds9 
Can  ft  retch  a  thought  no  more,} 
5  Thy  glories  infinitely  rife 

ve  our  lab'ring  tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  highest  feraph  tries 
To  form  -an  equal  fong. 
>  In  bumble  notes  our  faith  adores 
The  great  myfter  ioua  &i$g, 
Ss       ' 


494  KYMNS    JNB  B.I 

While  iingtls  (ham  their  nobler  pow'rs, 
And  frerp  th1  immortal  urine] 
Hy  m  n     LXXXVJU.     Common  Metre. 
Salvation, 
j  QALVATION  !   Oh,  the  joyful  found 
1^3  'Tis  plcafure  to  our  cars  5 
A  fov'reign  balm  for  cv'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  ierrow  and  in  fin, 

At  death's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  wife,  by  grace  divine, 
To  fee  ac  heav'nly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpacious  earth  around. 
While  ali  the  armies  of  thsfky, 
Conlpire  to  raife  the  found. 
Hymn     LXXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
Chv\(i's<vi&ory  over  Satan. 

1  T.JOSANNA10  our  cunqu'ring  King, 

The  prince  of darknefc  flies, 
His  troops  rafli  headrong;  down  to  hell, 
Like  lightering  from  the  fldes. 

2  There\  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar, 

Ami  fright  the  refcu'd  ibeep  $ 
But  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 

3  Hojamia  to  our  conqu'rin^  King, 

AD  hail*  incarnate  love  ! 
Ttr*  thoufand  fongs  and  glories  warit 
To  crv.wn  thv  head  ahove. 

4  Thy  vicVrief,  and  thy  deathlefs  fame 

through  the  wide  world  &aH  run  ; 
And  everiafting  a^es  fing 


II. 


COTT5V 


495 


^  I*or.d, 


If  1ft  >W  fad  our  Jfete  by  n&<i 
$    1    Ourna,.  B0wru«F  rt  U* 

Fait  in  his  ftafcift'cMA*; 
But  therms  3  voice  of  fov**:&ga  : 

*  Sound*/"- c-rn  the  (acrfed  ^ord 
Mq)  ye  despairing  y<  tn&s*.  c:y:iz , 

Andtru/l  tipon-ikz  Lard. 
M}?  foul  obwV<.  in  j^nngntj  -■■•=; 

AricJ  runs  tij  this  relief   : 
I  v^uld  believe  thy  promifc. 

0,he!p  my  unbelief. 
[To  the  ile:;v  fountain  of  thy  biocc. 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly  ; 
Here  let  me  warn  my  (potted  foul 

From  crimes  of  deepeft  dye. 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  viaoncus  King, 

My  reigning  uns  fubdac  * 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  h.s  feat, 
With  all  his,  heilifh  crew.] 
i  A  guilty,  weak,  and  belple&worni, 
On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall  :  . 

Be  thou  myftrengrh  and  rghteoufneif, 
Mv  Jtfas,  and  my  ail. 
Hymn     XCL     Common  Metre. 


o 


The  dory  o/Chrift  in  heaven.  _ 
I,  the  deagms,  the  heav'niy  joys, 


The  glories  of  tht 


Wncre  jeju 


hsds  the  brighter  beam: 


Of  his  o'crflowing  grace  ! 


496  HYMNS    M  B.I 

2  Sweet  majefry,  and  awful  \v.\t 

Sit  fouling  on  bis  brow; 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above*, 
Mmbie  cli^aiice  bow,   - 

3  [Princes  to  his- imperial  name 

-.id  their  bright  fceptres  down  ; 
DominiQnss  thrones,  and  pow'rs  rejoice 
To  fee  him  wear  the  crown. 
4/1  :Is  found  his liTsy  prajfe 

Through  cvVy  heav'nly  flfeet, 
:  lay  their  higheft  hbnou 
fNS  at  his  fe  »] 

5  Ti  blefled  feet»of 

Winch  01  iron  |ojrff, 

.  High  on  a  thrc ■..  ••  ftahdj 

And  ail  the  faiiri  rp. 

6  II 

Andcu. 

7  This  is  the  Man,"  th? 

Whom  ^e,  ui  ore;'; 

But  when  our 

Our  hear  7e  hi;n  more. 

8  [Lord,  how  i  .:.  - 

To  fee  thy  Weft  ab< 
Our  tongues  rejciceMn  tumis  ofpraife* 
To  our  incarnate  God.] 

9  AnJ  while  our  faith  enjoys  tab.figbjt 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay  ; 
1  And  vviih  thy  fi'ry  chariots,  Lor:', 
To  fetch  our  fouls  away. 
Hvun     XCII.    Common  Mstre, 


it  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4  9? 

The  Church  faved,  md  her  enemies  difappclnttd. 
OBQtl T  to  the 3U>nii  and  let  your  joys 
^%    Chroug^all  the  rations  ran  ; 
Ye  well-em  ikies  refound  the  noife 

Beyond  the  ri fing  fun. 
Thee,  mighty  God,  our  fouls  admire, 

Thee,  oar -glad  voices  flag-,  _  . 
And  join  with  the  c-eieftjal choir, 

To  prsife  th'  eternal  Kir.g. 
Thy  pow*r  the  whole  creation  rules, 

And  on  the  Marry  ikies 
Sits  (Vriiling  at  .the  weak  defigns 
Thine  envious  foes  devife. 
.  Thy  fco'rn  derides 


And,  with  an 


And 


van  c< 
■ru.-i-  -.. 


.1..  '.,«   r,i  3V-1  a   t"-j.fJ9 

tiieii  teeoie  i.^*-, 
awful  frown, 
ufioh  on  the;r  plots  j. 
heir  Barfc/  down, 
res  id  caverns  l.qy, 
fccri&ce;      _       ' 
/ems  (Strove  irt'vain 


6  Th 


FC  -*2L  «  . 


Prl 

Theii  corlc ■:"■ 

Stilt  new  reb  S 

Their,  henviq 

And  v.:;  .---V:  and  d  s. 
8   Alo-ng^v  gtgee  d     •  at,  latv 

From  their  malicious  powi  ; 
*Fheo  let  i^,  with  ui*ited  long*, 
-Almighty  ^race  adore, 


49*         '       HYMNS    JND 

Hymn     XCill.     Short  Metre. 
God  mil,  and  in  all.     Pfa.  lxxiii.  25. 

J.VJL  T©  ^e?  to  ^ee  1 ca^  > 

lVc  i*of!e  but  thee  in  heav'a  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball, 

2  [Thy  (hi ning  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dflrull  ; 
'Tis  paradife  when  thou  art  here  j 
If  thou  depart, 'ti«  hell.] 

3  [The  fmiluigs  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  ar* ! 
'Tis  heav'n  to  reft  in  thhta  emttracf, 
And  no  where  elfe  but  there] 

4  £To  thee,  and  thee  atone", 

The  angels  owe  itieir  bkf>  ', 

They  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne. 

And  dwell  where  Jo^"  :&  ] 

5  [Not  all  the  barns  above 

Can  make  a  heavY-ly  place, 
If  God  his  reiid'ence  remove. 
Of  but  conceal  his  foe?.] 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  iky, 

Can  one  delight  afTurd  \ 
Nc,  net  a  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  prcfence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  ihe  fen  of  love, 

Wfcereal!  my  pleafures  roll  ; 
The  circle  where  my  paflions  snove, 
And  centre  of  my  foul. 

8  [To  thee  ray  fpirits  fly 

With  reftlefej  warm  c'eflre  : 
And  yet  how  far  from  ihce  I  He  ! 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  499 

Dear  y*/fw,nifc<w>h-.f;h*r.] 

Hymn     XCIV.     Coram on  Metre. 
God  my  only  happinejs.     Pfalffi  lxxm.  25. 

*  >r Y  fed,  my  $*  -  **h  ^  <*y  Nei 

JyX  My  everhtflng  all, 

i\-c  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  abcve, 

Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
pA  aat  empty  things  are  all  the  f&ics, 

And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  heir  defer  ves  my  joys.,- 

There's  nothing  like  my  God.]  . 
[In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun 

Scatters  his  feeb'e  llghl  : 
'Ti   t'.'.y  ftveet  beam:-  create  my  noon  ; 

rithob  withdraw.  ?ti?  ri^ght. 
And  *hife  iipcri  my  reftitfs  bed 
?  *    A-:^  vk  ma^r- 1  roil, 
If  rr;v  Redeemer  ine'.v?  hi'  heefj, 
'Ti*  morning  with  rrv  foul..] 

5  To  thee  I  owe  my  weaKb  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  fafe  abode  : 
Thanks  to  ihy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittVtfig  wealth, 

If  once  compsr'd  %o  thee  ? 
Or  wh-iii^  my  fafety,  or  my  healthy 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  poflefibr  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  ftarsmy  own  ; 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyfelf, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  ethers  itretch  their  arms  like  (&% 

And  grafp  in  ail  tte  fnore. 


r-  HYMNS    AND        .  B' 

Grant  r?,c-  the  vifits  of  thy  lace, 
And  J  defoe  no  m 
Hymn     XCV.     CommpH  Metre. 

on  him  -ivhem  they  ptcrced,  and  mourn, 

i  y  N  ;•'  IN  i  !  E  g  ! 

Lord  : 
K  -  jVoiJ  confpVd  h;s  death, 

And  u  ■'•••  the  Roman  (word. 

2  Ob,  the  ftiarp  pangs  of  fmariing  pain 

•My  clear  Red.;.C':i;r  bore. 
When,  knot  I  ,  and  ragged  thorn?. 

His  (acred  bedy  tore. 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorn?. 

In  vain  do  I  accufe  ; 
In  vain!  blame  the  Roman  bandf, 
And  the  m&j  s, 

tr  '  Fwere  you,  fins 

Sis  chief  • 
E  ail, 

.  unbelief^ 

?£nce  Co. v. 
Upon  nis  gu  .-  j 

ealc,  rhy  iieart,  O 

6  Strike,  mighty  gr  foul, 

'Til'   rnt 
And  dei 

In  ondiflemhled  v 
Hymn     XCVI.     Common  Metre. 
>gJove:  or langelif wnifaed \andm 
i    T^OWN     hea  om    rhueijc  ;natte 

jL^  Tne  rebel  angels  [ikies 

And  thunder-bolts  pf  flaming  vvrath 


IL  .         SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


Hy 


Y-jx  ci 


blliS, 


dovv-n. 


is  ibining  thron 
s  wretches  higher  ?_ 

.let  earth  ami  fide* 
^#i  r'mg, 

in  tongues 


U 


Hymn     XCYIfi:   -Common:  Metre. 

*  -  Ftardnei)  cf  hart  complained  cf. 


502  HYMNS     J3ND  B$ 

1  Tl  fi^  hea^htfw  O^eadftd  bard  it  is  ! 
iVJL   Kowhcr.vy  h-:re  itlicsi 
Heavy  and  cold  withia  my  breaft* 

Jtiljb  like  arockof  ice. 

2  Sin%  tyke  aiTaginsj  tyrant,  fits 

Upon  this  flinty  throne) 
And  ev'ry  grace  lies  btrry'd  deep 
Beneath  this  heart  of  fto'iie. 

3  Howfelc  -:n  do  I  rife  to  G*vd; 

Or  iafte  tHejays  above  ! 
This  mountain  prelfci-  dawn  my  faith, 
And  ch'jlis  my  filming  love. 

4  When  foiling  snerc)  courts  my  foul 

With  alHts  heavVil?  chsrm?, 
This  ftubborn,  tnis  relent i'ejfs  i  \;~g, 
Would  thriift  it  fron  my  arm  . 

5  Againft  the  thunders  of  shy  word, 

Rebellious  I  have  flood  ; 
My  heart,  it  (hikes  not  at  the  word 
And  terrors  of  a  God. 

6  Deui  Saviour,  iieep  this  rock  of  mine 

iri  thine  own  crimfon  feal 
None  but  a  bath  of  bipod  divine, 
Can  melt  the  flint  away. 
Hymn     XCIX.     Common  Metre. 
The  book  of  God's  decrees. 
I  T*    ET  tliewhuie  face  « ^  creatures  lie 
\.j  Abas'd  before  their  G  d  ; 
vv  hate'er  his  fov'rcign  voice  has  form'd, 
Hs  governs  with  a  nod. 
3  [Ten  thouiand  ages  ere  the  fkies 
Were  into  motion  brought  ; 
All  the  long  yeai  3  and  worlds  to  come 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  5°3 

Stood  prefent  to  his  thought. 
There's  not  a  fparrow,  or  a  worm, 

But's  found  -in  his  decrees  ; 
He  raiies  monarchs  to  their  thrones, 

And  finks  them  as  he  plcafe.] 
If  light  attend  the  courfe  I  run, 
'Tis  he  provides  thofe  rays  : 
And  'tis  his  hand  which  hides  my  fun. 

If Jarknefs  cloud  my  days. 
Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concern  d, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  fee 
In  volumes  of  his  d^ep  decrees, 

What  months  are  writ  for  me. 
When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  I  read  my  name 
Among  the  chofen  of  his  lave, 
The  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 
Hymn     C.     Long  Metre. 
Vbeprefena  o/Chrift  the  life  of  the  foul 
"T  TOW  fall  of  anguiih.  is  the  thought, 
JH^  How  it  diilra£is  s0  tears  my  heart, 
If  God,  atlaft,  my  fcv'reign  Judge, 
Should.  Frown*  and  bid  my  foul  Dtpart  !     ■ 
,  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  ftage, 
Where  (tutlt  I  fly  but  to  thy  oreaft  ? 
For  I  have  fought  no  other  home  : 
For  I  have  leam'd  no  other  reft. 
X  I  cannot  live  contented  here 
Without  feme  glimpics  of  thy  free  * 
And  heav'n  without  thy  pre  fence  there, 
Would  he  a  dark  and  tireiome  place. 
4.  When  earthy  cares  engrefs  the  dsy, 
And  hold  my  thoughts  a&fe  fromthte, 


So+  HYMNS    AND  B. 

The  fbining  bouts  of  cheerful  light 
Arc  long  ana*  tedious  years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  ev'nin&viiits  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  foul, 
How  dull  the  night !  how  lad  the  Iliads  ! 
How  mouruful'y  the  minutes  toll  I 

6  This  flefli  <»f  mine  might  learn  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  blood  ; 
To  breathe  when  vital  air  is  gone* 
Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food. 

7  \Chrlft  is  rny  light.,  my  life,  my  care, 
My  blefled  hope,  my  hjuv'nly  prize — 
Dearer  ».han  all  my  pafftors  are, 

My  limbs,  my  bowels,  or  my  eyes. 
%  The  firings  which  twine  about  my  heart 
Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  oft; 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 
With  their  dear  hold  of  thrift.,  my  love.] 
9  [My  God  !  and  can  a  humble  child 
no  loves  thee  with  aflame  fo  high, 
Be  ever  from  thy  face  exil'd 

the  pity  of  thine  eye  ? 
I  —for  thine  own  hands 
■:  fo  faft  to  thee  ; 
r>.  the  prciiiife  ftands, 
That  where  ch  iuaft;thy  frienHs  muft  be.] 
Hymn     C.L    Common  Metre. 
WafltPs  three  chief 'temptations \ 
i    \\  IN  iqcte'fi  m  divide, 

s  below, 
Honour  and  gold,  and  fenfual  joy, 
How  vain  a-: 
2  [Honour's  a  puffof  aoify  breaift;. 


S°3 


til.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Yet  men  ex pofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  everiafting  death, 
.  To  gain  that  airy  geod. 
While  others  (Jarre  the  nobler  mind, 

And  feed  «n  fhining  dull, 
They  rob  the  feroetu  of  his  food, 

T' indulge  a  fordid  !u£.]  ^ 

The  pleafures  which  allure  our  fenfe 

Are  d^ng'rou*  (hares  to  fouls  ; 
There's  but  a  drop  offlatcVing  fweetj 

And  dafli'd  with  bitter  bovyls. 
G'dis  my  aSLfumVient  good, 
My  portion  and  my  choice: 
In  him  my  vaft  dciircs  arc  fill'd, 

An  I  all  mypo*/rs  rejoice. 
In  vain  the  wor'd^accoiU  my  ear, 

And   tempt*  my  heart  an^W"; 
I  cannot  buy  } car  b'ifs  fo  dnzr, 
N-»r  part  wish  hc-av'n  f:>r  you. 
Hymn     CIL     Long  Metre. 

An  bap-r;  rejurrsSilon. 
0,.l'll  repiae  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gafp  rcfigti 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
Theic  dying,  srithVing  limbs  of  mine. 

2  Lit  worms  de"°ur  my  wafting  rledi. 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  cult, 
My  God  mail  raife  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  ofthejuftv 

3  Break,  facreel  morning,  through  the -fkies, 
Bring  that  delightful  tflcred  dzy  y 
Cut  th'ort  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  2nd  come  : 
Thy  ling'rrng  wheels,  how  long  they  flay  ! 

"Tt 


o6  HYMNS    AND  B.  1 

,  [Our  vreery  fpirits  faint  to  fee 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face. 
And  hear  the language  of  thofelips-, 
Where  God  has  fined  h  s  •  c .] 

|  [Kafte  then  npnn  the  v  fogi  of  iove, 
Ruufe  all  the  piou>  fleeptng  c\a?, 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joy?, 
Andfing  the  triumph  or  the  (hv  ] 
Hymn     CUT.     Common  Vletre. 
Chri|t'/  cemmijjicn.     John  iii.  16,  *  7. 
f  /""^Omr',  hapuy  fou  s:  approach  your  Go 
\^    With  new  m el.  thou s  fc-n^s  j 
Gam?)  tender  to  almighty- grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tonguesi 
I  Scftrange,  foboundlefs  w^s  the  love 
Which  pity'd  dyin^  men, 
The  Father  fent  h  s  qua'.  Son 
To  give  them  lifi    g  irv, 
3  Thy  h„nd:.,  dear  J^j,  were  not  armM 
With  a  revenging  \o\ 
No  hard  comroiilii.'h  to  pes  form 
The  vengeance  cf  a  God  ; 
4.  Bit  all  was  mercy,  ail  wa?  mil  J, 
And  wrath  forfook  the  throne, 
When  Chriji  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  falvation  down. 

5  Here,  fmners,  you  may  heal  your  wound?, 

And  wine  your  fcrrows  dry  ; 
Trull  in  the  nvghty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  (ha  1  never  6\f. 

6  See,  Jearelt  Lord,  our  willing  (cub 

Accept  thine  cfrtr'd  grace  ; 
We  blef's  the  g'eat  Redeemer's  love, 


It. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

v-  the  F  tther  prajfe* 

CIV.     Short  M.~trs. 
The  fame. 
ti%  AiSE  your  triumphant  Tongs 
To  an  imytortA  time. 


Hymn 


1. 


A^ 


4' 
W 


earth  reiouiid  the  deeds 

_" 

rrace  has  done. 

serial  love, 

Belcxve^  choie, 

raife  pur^ reached rac§ 

ieh  abyfs  of  woes. 

o  thunder  bears, 

:or  c;othcs  hss  brew  ; 

trinity  fouls 

:  ■■■.":■    3      ^:OW. 

.    H 

•  throne, 

51  nijfby. 

i 

v.  i'th  pardons 

do 

,vn 

m'd  to  die. 

^/•5  !"iiy  your  tcarfci 
^elefs  iurrow*  Ctat£  i 

re  of  his  loye, 

5cc\he  ofreiyd  peace. 

1                 .!               .      1!     . 

5N,. 


Bo- 


We  lay  an  humble  cbirn 
To  the  tolvatiop  thou  haft  hrcught, 
And  love  and  pfaifethy  n>me, 
'Hymn,     CV.    Common  Metce. 

RcverUancef-o-zving  from  tl?gpa£is7if$ of  £  cs, 
A   NDVe  v^e  wretches  yct^va! 
'    And  dare  we  yet  rebel  ? 
&  ooondJeiSi  'tis  ama&ifig-lova 
W-Uich  ^m  us  rnxfrcHUJulL  ? 


5o8  HYMNS    Jm  ■  £. : 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  gtiilt 

Would  finfc  us  down  to  fl&rm  s, 
And  thrcatV.'u  >g  Vengesrrtce  rolls  above^ 
To  cruih  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodr.cf*  cries — Forbear  / 

An. i  (trait  the  thunder  frays  ; 
AniNare  wencfvv  prov<-keJn'r-  wrath, 
And  weary  out  hi*  grace  ? 

4  Lord,  we  have  !or}£  abunM  thy  love. 

Too  long  'ntiuL.'d  mi  riiri  ; 
Our  achW  heart*  e'en  bleed  to  fee 
:;  rebeh  eve  h.u  e  been. 

5  No  more,  }c  lefts,  (hail  ye  command, 

No  more  i*»ll,y  c  ohev  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thj  conqiiVing  hand, 
#        Aik]  drive  thy  foes  awav. 

Ky  :,::.-     CVI.     Commo  -  Metre. 
Repentance  at  the  crojs. 
J  jf~\H>  d  '•'■>'  fau   were  rorm'u  for  woe, 
\_^;  Hovp  v.ouh-i  I  vent  mv  fi|hs ! 
R:.  eiiisfcer  foauld  hkeriver>  now 
:h  my  breaming  eye?. 

2  'T*  ■*•  for  loy  On*,  my  dearcfi  Lord 

Hung  on' the  curfed  tree, 
And  gfcaft'd  away  a  dying  life 
F-    /^,  mv  ibu!,  fn|  /<>**. 

3  Oh  I  bov/  I  hate  theft  lulls  of  mine 
;  W^ich  <  ruc'fy'd  my  God  i 

Thofe  fins  which  piercM  anci  nsiii'd  his  fief! 
Fail  to  the&ta!  wood, 

4  Yr%  my  Redeem  r  .hey  (ball  die, 

My  heart  ha^  To  decreed  ; 
Nor  will  1  fp«re  ths  guilty  things. 


i  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  509. 

Which'  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
Whih  with  a  meltirg  broken  be*rt, 

My  murdcr'd  Lord  1  view, 
111  rsife  reverg--  a&ainftnsy  fias, 

And  (hy  the  murders  too. 
Kymn     CVII.     Common  Metre.  , 

3&  &>&l*piHg_  abftkcl  of  God  intolerable, 

THAT  aw fcl day  *>  11  furely  e&xicy 
TW  appointed  hour  makes  hafte3, 
Wlien  I  mu&ft»«d  beford  my  Jucge.       „ 

And  pafs-thc  fokmn  teft. 
Thou  lively  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Toou  fov*reig^  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 

Pr  anounce  the  fouad — Depart  ?    -  • 

[The  thunder  at  that  difmal-  word 

Would  fo  torment  mint  ear, 
T would  tear  my  foul-afunder,  Lordr 

With  moft  tormenting  fear.]  \ 
[What !  to  be  baniCh'd  for  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die  ? 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
Yet  death  for  ever  fly  ?] 
i  Oh,  wretched  irate  of  deep  defpaisy 
To  fee  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful 'ftsUiqn  where 
I  mud  not  tafte  his  love. 
5  Ifefusi  1  throw  my  arms  around, 
And  hang  upon  thy  breaft  , 
Without  a  gracious  fenik  from  the€j 
Myfpirit  cannot  reft. 
y  O  tell  me  that  my  worthlefs  name 
Is  graven  on  thy  hands, 
T  t  a- 


5i®  HY.MKS    AND  B.l 

-  we  feme   promiJb  pi  thy  bcol:, 
vatipn  ft  . 
S  [Give  foe  one  kind,  aifuiiiug  word, 
To  mik  my  Fears  again, 
An  l«y  r^y  foul  ftiall  wait 

Ker  :hrecr:.-r?  year's  ar"*  ten.] 
Hymn     CVill.     Common  Metre. 
Acccf:  to  the  throne  cf  grace  by  a  Mediator. 

1  Jf^OME,  let  u>  lift  our.' joyful  eyes 
%^  Up  to  the  courts  above, 

And  ftntle  to  fee  cur  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Once  'iWmS  a  feat  cf  dreadful  wrath, 

AnJ  lhot  devouring  fhrr.e  5 
OurGed  appeat'd  confomifg  fire, 
And  vengeance  was  his  nam?. 

3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jefus  blood, 

Which  calrn'd  his  frowning  face, 
'    Which  fprir.kied  o'er  the  burning  throne. 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace* 

4  Now  we  rr.ay  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  ; 
No  fiery  claerub  guards  his  feat, 
Nor  double  flaming  fword. 

5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heav'niy  blifs, 

Are  open'd  by  the  Son  ; 
Hlg"i  let  us  raife  our  notes  of  praife, 
And  leach  th'  almighty  throne. 

6  To  thee,  ten  thOufartd  thanks  webring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high  : 
And  gtorj  to  ih'  eternal  King 
Who  lays  his  fury 
Hymn    ClX.    Long  Metre,  , 


II,  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.     -        5^ 

The  darknsfs  of  providence. 
f    ORDj  we  atfare  my  vait  dc%-s, 
£_j  Th?  cbfcure  aby£  of  pnmdence, 
'Accd^p  to  found  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  View;  with  treble  (enie. 
Now  then  srrayTt  ihfoe  awful  face 
In  angry  frowns,  without  a  fmile  : 
We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  g?ace3 
Secure  of  thy  companion  01. 
Through  feas  and  (terms  of  deep  diftrefs 
We  fail  by  faith,  and  not  by  fight; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wildernefs, 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 
Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Refolve  to  fcou rge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  cur  God, 
Thine  armfhall  bear  us  fafely through. 

Hymn.    CX.    Short  Metre. 
triumph  over  death ,  in  hope  of  the  refurrecliofr^ 
1      A    NO  muii  this  body  tile  ? 

Jj"\.  This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  rnuil  thefe  active  limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mould'r.ng  in  the  clay  ? 
a  Corruption,  earta  and  worms 

Shall  but  refine  this  fl«(h,. 
'Ti)\  my  triumphant  fp:rit  comes 

To  put  it  on  afrefli, 
3 -God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  often  from  the  Ikies 
Looks  dawn  and  watches  all  my  duftv ., 

'Till  be  ihdl  bid  it  rife. 
4.  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  thefe  vile  bodies  fttine, 


12  HYMNS    AKD  E.  II 

Ant!  evVy  flup-,  -\t&  tv'fy  foce 
Look  beav'i>ly  and  divine, 

5  Thefe  livcl/  hopas  ^5  owe 

To  Jefn?  dying  love  ; 
We  wouli  adore  his  gr^cs  bilaW, 
And  fmghis  pow'r  absvc. 

6  Ds*r  Lordv  accept  the  praife 

Of  thtfe,  our  humble  r>ngs, 
'Till  fines  erf  nobL'f  found  wc  raifs 
With  our  immortal  Ungues* 
Hym'n     CXI.     Common  Metre. 
Tbankf giving  for  ~Si 'firry. 
"7 ION rejoice,  and  Judah  fiag, 

The  Lord  aiTumes  fns  throne  ; 
Come,  let  us  ov.  n  the  heav'nly  King, 

And  make  his  glorie*  known. 
The  g«'c*t,  the  wicked,  and  the  proud, 

Fum  their  high  feats  arc  hurPd  ; 
Jehovah  rides  upon  a  cloud, 

And  thunders  through  the  world. 
He  reigns  utx-n  th'  rte  n-<l  mils, 

Dmributs?  mortal  crowns  ; 
Empires  a»-e  fix'd  beneath  his  fmiles, 

Ar>d  totter  at  his  frowns. 
Navies,  which  rule  the  ocean  wide, 

Are  iranquiihftj  bv  his  breath, 
And  legion?,  arm'd  with  pow'r  arid  pride5 

Defcend  to  wat'ry  death. 
Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 

To  vex  our  happy  land ; 
Jehovah* %  name  is  our  defence  j 
Our  buckler  i*  his  hand. 

Hymn     CXII*    kong  Metre, 


IL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  0$. 

Jncels  minijiering  to  Chriit  crJ  faints. 


^  H«ft  thou  &dvanc'd  the  Lord,  thy  Sun! 
,Ai^,c'S.f  K>a;l  their  robes  of  light, 
Are  made  the  ferrants  o£hi&  throne. 
before  hii  feet  thirie  armies  waft, 
Ard  fwif":  as  fisrmes  ot  fire  th>y  move, 
To  rttebage  his  affairs  of  Bate, 
In  works  of  vehgedhce  and  of  ?6ye. 
Hi-  others  run  tnr(*i%i]iaH  Ihs  hods  j 
Regions  defcend  at  hi*  command, 
Toibield  aWgua'fd  our  native  coaft$a 
When  foreign  rag-  -ovaries  our  tand,- 
No^  titty  arc  lent  lb  ptitkbur  feet 

^rtrj  *f  thing  abode, 
Through  < !!  the  dangers  which  we  nseet 
In  travelling  theheav'nh  r-^ 
Lord,  ■i'hen  I  Ifeavt  this  mortal  ground, 
And  th<Hi  (halt  bid  men  fe,  and  come, 
Sienci  2  beloved  ang*3  ci6*fj£ 
Safe  Co  condua  ssy  (p-rit  home. 

Hymn     CXIII."    Common  Metre. 
The  fame, 

THE  mijciiy  of  Stkinm, 
How  glorious  to  heboid  ! 
Tueisrv*nts  waiting  round  his  throne, 
The  iv'iy  and  the  gold  t 
:  But,  eighty  God  I  thy  pabce  {hincs 
W»th  far  Ojperior  beams  j 
Thine  angel-guards  *r:>  fisrift  2s  winds,, 
Thy  miniftersare  fames; 
I  [Scenes  thme  only  Son  had  made 
His  entrance,  on  the  earth, 


5i4  HYMNS    jm  & 


a  n 


f%  mining  army  dbWnu  ard  fies 


o 


Ri5    DH 


4  And,  w;:-n  uppfeft'd  v/:th  pains  and  fears, 
Q  i  th(  c 

Jbe-  CMd  a  -    m^rfe 


^\  y 


r 


•-,    iiv  King, 


brinj 


■:in  tHrough  their  hoi!. 


tier  tijf 
i  [  a  capi 

And  ubje&t  born. 

7  ku   tn  :  -  s  an  houj  ..t  brighter  jby, 

W)e«hehi«  .  i, 

Obl)in«e,rebe    •,•■,, 
-And  gather  in  his  friends. 

8  Cb  !  couUi  fcVl  without  a  doubt, 

There  fliaUmyfouIberoun^ 
Then  let  the  great  arcfe-angel  mouf, 
And  the  faft  trumpet  found. 
Hym^     CXIV      Common  Metre. 
Chrlft'j  death,  victory,  and  dominion. 

#    |  '  -  [  K-  G  rny  S  aviou r's  w  una ' roi i>  d eath  j 
JL   Heconquer'd  when  he  fell  :      ' 
'Thfinijb'd!  faici  his  dying  breath, 

And  fliook  the  gates  of  \k\\. 
2-    Tss  fimib" d !  oar  Immanuel  cries, 

im [ur-caajiu ■work ns dow  j 
Hence  fharj  his  fcv'reign  throne  arife — 

His  kingdom  isbegurf. 
3  His  profs  a  fait  foundation  laid  * 


\t  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  51? 

For  g\ory  and  renown, 
When  through  ttit  regions  of  the  dead 

He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  crown. 
Exalted  at  his  Father's  fide, 
Sits  our  viclcricus  Lcrii ; 
To  heav'n  and  hell  his  bands  tfiride 

The  vengeance  or  rev. -*[ d. 
The  iaints  from  his  propitious  eye 

Await  their  fey'ral  crowns  ; 
And  all  the  fons  of  darknefa  fly 
The  terrfti  af  his  £  owns. 
Hymn     CXV.     Common  Metre. 
(dtafc  avenger  of  his  f&in'fs :  or,  his kingdom jufremt, 
fJtGH  4s  the  heaves  ai>ove  the  ground, 
JTJL  Reign?  the  Creator,  God  ! 
W    ..  a*  the  whole  creation's  bound,    - 

Extends  his  awful  nod. 
Let  prince^  0?  exalted  ftate, 

To  him  dfcrtbe  their  crown, 
Render  their  hcrnage  at  his  kttt 

And  call  their  g'orie>  down. 
Know  that  his  kingdom  is  fupreme, 

Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain  ; 
He  Cklis  you  gods,  thht  awful  name, 

But  you  rr. uii  die  like  men. 
Then  let  the  fov'reigns  of  the  globe 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  3  u  ft  5 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 

And  tread-  the  worms  to  cufh 
Ye  judges  :f  the  earth,  be  wile, 
And  think  of  heav'n  with  fear ; 
The  meaneil  faint  l&qtti  you  defpif^ 
Has  ap  Avenger  there,  ' 


5i6  HYMNS    AND  s       B. 

Hymn     CXV1.     Common  Metre. 
Mercies  and  ih&nks. 
'OW  can  1  link  with  iuch  a  prop 
As  my  ctern-i  God, 
(V  ho  beats  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  fpreadt  she  heav'n*  thread  ? 

2  Ho*?  can  I  die  while  yejus  lives, 

Who  reft  and  left  xhc  viead  r 
Pardon  and  grace  my  foul  receives 

From  my  exalted  Head.  I 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  -li  I  have, 

Shal'  be  forever  thine  ; 
\Vr\*;e'er  my  du\y  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  handi  refign; 

4  V-r  it  tm'vgitmake  'bine  refcrve, 

And  dutv  did  not  call, 
1  l.jvc  my  G  -d  vv.th  z  ;1  fo  g'eat, 
That    t  th  u  d  e.ve  him  iR. 
Hymn     CXV1I.     Long  Metre. 
Lifting  and  dang  wirf,  Gcd  frefent.  « 

1  T  C     N  N<  J  J   Dear  trune  afefence   Lord, 
][_  M.  lire  expires  if  tS:QU  depart  ; 

B   thou,  my  h^art,  ftHl  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  I  was  not  born  foe  earth  or  fin, 
Nor  can  Lliyc  on  things  fovile  ; 
Yet  I  will  fray  my  Father's  time, 

"'      And  hope,  and  wait  for  heav'n  a  while.. 

3  TheiV,  dearettLord,  in  thine  embrace, 
Let  me  ret'ign  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  v.ith  a  finite  uponmy*face, 
Pafi  the  important  hour  of  death. 

Hymn  *CXVIII.    Long  Metre. 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  517 

7  be  -fricjibodd  of  Chrift. 

BLOOD  hu  a.  Voice  to  pierge*  the  ikies, 
Revenge!  the  blood  oi  Abel  cries  ; 
But  the  deAr  ftream  when  Chrift  was  (lain 
Spoke  pwf^j  as  loud  from  ev*ry  *"efa- 
Pardon  a«>4  peaca  from  God  on  h'gh  ; 
Behold,  be  lays  his  vengeance  by  ; 
And  rebels,  who  deferVd  his  (word, 
Become  the  fav'rites  of  the  Lord. 
To  Jefus  let  our  praifes  rife, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  fecrifice  : 
Now  he  appears  before  his  God, 
And  for  our  pardon  plead*  his  bipod. 
Hymn     CXIX.     Common  Metre. 
The  holy  fcriptures. 

LADEN  wish  gm&j  and  full  of  fears, 
I  fly  to  thee,  nay  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpfe  of  hope  appears, 

But  in  thy  written  word. 
T^e  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

D-'jes  all  niy  grief  afiuage  : 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 

Almoit  in  ev'ry  page. 
[Tnis  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  Pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wife 

Who  nukes  the  Pearl  his  own. 
Here  confecrated  water  flows 

To  quench  my  thirft  of  On  : 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 

No  .danger  dwells  therein.] 
This,  "is  ttf-  Judge  who  ends  the  flrife 

Where  wit  and  reafon  fail  i 
tTu 


[8-  HYMNS     AND  B.  II. 

My  guide  to  tverbftrag  IHc 
Throtigh  ali  this  glotfmy  vale. 

O  may  tnytoun fch,  mighty  God, 

My  rbf  mg  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  fptfokt  the  happy  res.'l 

Which  leads  to  tfcy  right  band* 
Hymn     CXX.     Short  Metre. 

The  law  and  gofpel joined  infcnpiure. 

i  rT~*'i£  Lord  declares  his  will, 

J[      And  keeps  the  world  in  awe  ; 
Amitii  the  fmoakon  Sinai's  h\\l 
Breaks  out  his  ri'ry  law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 

And,  failing  from  above, 
Sends  d<>¥rn  the  g*fpel  of  his  grace, 
TV  epiLtles  of  his  love. 

3  Thcfe  facied  words  impart 

Oar  Maker's  juft  commands — 
The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 

And  vem/ednce  of  his  hands. 

4  [H?nce  we  awake  our  fearj 

.We  u;awoi?i  com fort hence  : 
The  arms  of  grr.ee  lire  treafurd  litre, 

Our  armour  of  defence, 
tj  VVt-  learn  Chvijl  crucify 'J, 

•  \\x\t  behold  his.  blood  j 
All  art?  and  knowledges  befide 
W  -11  do  irs  little  goodi] 

6  Wt  r»ad  the  heav'nij'.wcrd, 

We  C2iir  iKe  offer'd  gri 
Obey  the  (httites  of  :hc  Lord. 
Arid  ertift  h;<  promifes. 

7  la  vain  0iall  Sata^  rage 


1  f  ft 

;  j[     vv  ha?  &#ms  (o  our  GrAad  #c 
But  'tis  ih.egG;pel  rauii  revcuL 
Wfe^  lifs  sur  (trengvh  to  dr.-  his  will. 

2  The  law  dlfcnvers  guilt  and  imv 

ovs?  vile  our  hearts  have  bi 
Ot  j  "pel  can  express 

Forgiving  love,  and  deadfihg  gface. 

3.  What  curfsf  dothlbe  law  d -bounce 
Again&  &e  pssn  who  faih  hut  once  ! 
BiJu  :  :he  gofpel  G&r#  appears 
Psra'ning^tie  giailt  of  nura'tpus  years. 

4  M*  foul,  tie  iriore  attempt  to  dravv 
Thy  life  znA  comf&ri  from  th-?  law  ; 
i'-iy  totnfi  n*..;ps  me  goipel  giv  3  : 


now 


en  5 


«;;</. 


j/V.  •  to  rnvf  -'f  and  che^  3 

Att)  i rover 

2  Wh\  0iqii(d  rny  p^fliphs  mix  wjjth  ear; 
And  th*i5 debafe  my  beav'nh  b:;\ 
Why  Ihouki  I  deavi  to  things  \-y-y*:, 
And  letmv  God,  nr?y  Saviour  -0  ? 

j-GaUmc 
Qssiov'jreignwprd  can  di 


:o  HYMNS    JND  B.  II. 

I  wr-iild  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  reilgri. 
Be  earth,  with  ail  her  fcenes,  wi&drawnj 
Let  noife  ini  vanity  be  gone  : 
In  fecret  fi'eoceftf  the  mind, 
Mr  heav'n,.  an^  there  m?  GoJ  I  find. 
Kymn     CXXill.     Long. Met  re. 
The  benefit  oj  public  ordinances. 
WAY  fo>n~j  ev'ry  titoctal  care, 
Away  from  earch  our  fou's  retreat; 
V/c  itav«  ihU  wortMefe  wur\3  afar* 
And  wait  and  wcrih.pn^r  thy  feat. 
i  Lord,  tn  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  fee  thy  >ee?,and  we  adore  ,; 
W*  gaze  un-n  thy  lovely  f?xe, 
And  fcarri  th;  vrcrxier*  of  thy  pov/f. 
;  While  here  our  various  wants  v/c  mourn, 
United  groans  ,if:rnd  on  high  ; 
And  pray'rs  produce  a  quick  return 
Oi  b'effings  if!  variety, 
fit  Satan  rage,  and  fin  grow  foong, 
Here  we  receive  fome  cheering  word  ; 
We  gird  the  gofpd  araiour  on, 
To  figat  the  harries  of  th<  L*»rd. 
Or  if  our  fpirit  faint*  ano  dt>, 
(Our  confeience  ga*'d  vvith  inward  ft'mgs) 
Here  doth  the  righteous  Strn 
With  healing  he,-m;  bt-n-ath  hi-  wing*.] 
Father,  my  foul  would  trill  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  neyr  thy  Ode  : 
Brit  if  my  feet  muit  hence  depart, 
Still  Vcp  thv  dwelling  in  my  h« art. 
Hymn     CX&LV.     Common  Metre. 


■B,  II.-    .         SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  521 

Mofes,   Aaron,  and  jofliuu. 

1  JfT^iS  1K;t  thc  l*m  ot  ?en  command?, 

j[      On  holy  Sin4tQv*ni 

Or  icnt  to  men  by  Mofes*  band?, 

Can  bang  us  life  to  hfcav'n. 

2  -Tis  not  the  biaad  which  Aaron  fpUr, 

Nor  frnoke  of  fvvegtrft  faicU, 

Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt, 

Or  fare  cur  fouls  from  hell 

3  'Aaron  the  ptieft,  refi^ns  hi>  breath. 

At  God's  immediate  will  : 
And  in  the  defer  t  yield?  to  death 
Upon  th'  appointed  Hill. 

4  And  thus  on  Jordan'*-  yonder  fide 

The  rnbcs  of  lfrael  ftand, 
While  Mofes  bow'tl  his  head,  and  dy  u 
Short  eS  the  promi •  'd  'and. 
§  If  re  I  rejoice,  now  Jojhua*  lead?, 
He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  red  ; 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  rder  and  the  orieQ. 
Hymn     CXXY.'    Long  Metre.  . 
Faith  and  repeats::::,  unbeTfcfydnd  impenitence. 
iT     EFKand  im  aorta!  joys  ire  giv'rt 


I  oiGulfwaomaurntneimstrsey 
Cnddren  of  wrath  ieirs  of-llJ 

By  faith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 
2  Woe  to  the  wretch  who  ney^r  feit 
The  inward  paagi  of  pious  grief, 
But  adds  to  sli  his  crying  guilt, 
The  frubborn  fid  of  unbelief. 


]Qih\x%tl^fome  ^hh]ti\i3:a'idjignifci  sSavhur 
U  u  2 


•52*  HYMNS    AND  B.  If. 

3    fne  law  condemns  ehc  r«be!  dead, 
U.^dcr  the  wrath  oi  God  he  lief  : 
He  feals  the  cttrfe  en  hi* own  h«ad, 
A/id  with  a  doub'.c  *erjgej&ce  d?«       ( 
Hymn     CXXVI.     Common  Metre; 
Gcd  glorified  in  the  gtjizi. 

j[      Invites  bis  children  near  , 
"Vv  nile  po«r*f  and  trtii  ft,  ihd  boundicfe  love,. 
Difphy  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  the  gull's  wond'rou*  frame, 

i?rc!l)  Wiiilom  we  may  view  \ 

A  tfroufand  a-  gr  s  learn  thy  name, 

Beyond  what  e'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  faireft  UhH, 

1'ny  wonders  here  v.e  tiacc  \ 
Vyr:idusn  thnnigh  ali  the  rr.yiV'r)  fhines, 
It  ihine?  in  y^fus'  face. 

4  The  Jaw  its  ben  ofc>cdience  owes 

To  ourincarrntte  God  ; 
-And  vhy  revenging  jufiice  iho'^3 
Its  h*notirb  in  his  blood. 

5  But  ftili  the  lu(kc  of  thy  s^race 

0ur  warmer  thoughts  employ, 
dlus  the  whole  Irene  jvith  bnghsef  ra}  s, 
Anil  morerx^l  s  •  in  j°)r. 
Hyus     CXXV1I.     Long  Metre. 
Circinnczfioii  end Baptij?n. 
(Written  only  for  thojk  kxho*<$ra&iJe  the  bebtifsn  of 

infant*.) 
I    fF^HUSthd  :he  taiteof  Jbrab'm  pais 
J^     Ukuler  the  bloody  feal  of  -graced 
Tne  VQung  ;'>K!r>''  sb   ."; 


O  f.  v  ' 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  52# 

^Filj  Ghrifl  t^c  p*mud  iwudagc  broke, 

2  By  milder  frfi  dc*h  Jffus  prove 
Hts  Ftffcei^  covVni  and  fc;s  isve  ^ 
He  leas  ^fjttfltSkfcM   g  •;  <ou>  |:-ce, 
Nor  does  forbid  the^r  infant  race. 

3  Their  feed  U  fpriok^  wirh  hi*  bloody 
Theirs hildrcn  f*i  spattfc*  G      ; 

H  >  Spirit  or  th<-  offspring  fh.d\ 
Like  w*tcr  ^viur'd  up<.n  t&e  head. 

4  -Lee  ev'fy  feint  with  cn?c  -fui  vcice 
Jn  this  tarj*€  coyeriaat  fftj*ice  j 
You.'i^  children  ill  their  e*riy  days*. 
ShJli  give  ti.e  G  d  M  Jbrthmyrwfe. 

Hymn     C XXV ill.     Common  Metre. 
Corrupt  nature  from  Adam. 

I  ES 1   w  i-.  v.,t  ]■  w>  or  innocencej 
Adam  our  tiiher,  ftood, 
be  deftfe'd  his  k  ul  to  fenfe, 
A-d  j  e  fn*  unlawful  lord. 

2  I%>W  we  are  j>orn  a  fen( ual  race, 

To  fitful  joys  incuoV: 
P.eafon  has  loft  iu  native  pkee, 
And  fiJh  kflaves  the  mind. 

3  v\  hite  fkfti,or  fenie,  or  pafiion  reign?, 

Sin  is  the  (weeteft  good  : 
We  fancy  muhc  in  our  chains, 
And  fo  forget  the  load. 

4  G  re  s  t  G  cd  !    re  new  o  u  r  r  u  i  r/d  fr'a  mea . 

Oor  broken  powVs  reftore  : 
Infpire  lis  with  an  heav'nly  ftemej 
And  fitrlh  lhail. reign  ho  more, 

5  Eternal  Spirit  !  write  thy  law 

U^n  our  iawa^d  pa:ts  ;. 


|B4  HV1NS    ^A7>  B.  II. 

And  let  the  fscond  Adam  draw 
Hi-  image  oooUr  ncarta. 
Hymn     CXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
#*  notdk  by  faith,  not  by  fight* 

1  jr^piiS  l?v  the  faitn  enjoys  to  come 

J_   We  walk  thru'  defaxts  dark  ds  night, 
'Till  we  arrive  at  heay'n,  our  homer 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  fight  ihe  well  fuppiies, 
She  makes  the  pearly  ^ates  appear  : 
Far  i-fKo  diftant  worlds  (he  pries, 
And  things  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  wc  treid  the  defart  through, 
White  fakh  irrfptres  an  heav'niy  ray, 

.  lions  roar,  anJ  tempos  blow, 
A::  id  dangers  fi  1  the  way. 

4  &;  dbrah m  by  divine  cOmrriand, 

L  rt  his  pvvn  houfcto-wfelk  with  God  ; 
His  fait  i  be  bed  ttie  promts'd  had, 
AnJ  fiVJ  hi-  7 

Hymn     CXXX.     Common  Metre. 
7Zv  /?eMy  crcouioit. 
i     A   TTEND,  while  GodVtsalttd"  Son 
X~\.    D  ith  his  own  glory  fliew  : 
I  fit  upon  my  throne, 


!  .  I 


t;  Creating  all  things  rew. 
"Nature  and  Cm  are  paT&'d  away, 

«  And  the  old  JdamSes  ; 
«  My  hands  a  new  foundation  'ay — 

,c  See  the  new  world  arife  ! 
(i  I'd  be  a  Sun  of  rightsoufneft 

rt  To  the  new  hcavvns  I  m&ke  ; 
f  None  but  the  nsyr-bcrn  hsirs  of  grace 


B.  IT.  SPIRITUAL  SONCS.  525 

«  My  glory  (hall  partake," 

4  Mighty  Redetmer !  fet  fhefrec 

From  my  old  ibte  of  fin  ; 
0>  make  my  foul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  po^'rs  within  : 

5  Renew  my  eyes,  and  form  my  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afVdh  ; 
Give  me  new  paiRons,  joys  and  fears, 
A  M  Pd  rn  t  h  e  fto  roe  to  Rein . 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  trie  dead, 

From  fm,  and  ea«ih*and  hell, 
In  she  new  world  stitch  g*ace>  has  made, 
I  would  for  e*£;~  dwelt. 
Hymn     CXXXI.     Long  Metre. 
?  ,vi?  excellency  of  the  Chrijlian  religion . 

1  "|"     EI  cve;!*tt$n£  glonc*  crown 

[_^y   i  by  head,  erij  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  ; 
Tny  haodi  hay*  brought  falyation  down, 
And  writ  the  blcifijtgs  u.  thy  pord. 

2  [What  \i  «e  trace  the  globe  around, 
And  fsarch  from  Britain  f,  Japany 
There  (h.**I  be  no  religion  found 

So  juft  us  God,  fn  fafe  for  a. an.] 

3  lo^ain  the  trembling  confei^nce  f^eks 
S"me  (olid  ground  to  rett  upon  , 
With  long  defpair  the  fpirit  breaks, 

'  \  v\  we  apply  to  Chrift  arone. 
-4  How  \ve-!i  thyblcff -d  trtft^s  agree  ? 

How  wife  and  holy  thv  consrna-  ;•  ! 

Thy  prdmifah  how  frron£  tht\  be  I 

H  ><*  firm  our  hope  asd  comfort  Hands  I 
5  [Net  the  fcign'd  field*  of ~ Iheth 

Could  rails  fuch  picafurcs  in  tl  s  aauci  j 


526  KYMN3    AND  &  II. 

Nor  does  the  turkijh  paradif? 
Pretend  to  joys  fo  fcclirefm'd.] 
6  Should  all  the  forms  which  men  devife 
Ailaulcmy  kith  veitja  -r^ch'rtus  arc, 
IM  call  them  visnity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  pdpcl  to  my  heart. 
Hymn     CXXX1T.     Common  Mitre. 
£k  <#V«^Chriffc 

1  WE  bid's  the  Propfcct  o:  the  Lord, 

W    W-^o  ««n£s  with  truth  aiid  grace  j 
y^r,  ikv  Spirit  andtJjy  word, 
S.^ii  lead  us  in  ihj  ways. 

2  VVe- imffehce  our  High  Prieftabnye, 

wbo  oiT-i'd  up  ni*  blcod  j 
And  fives  to  Carry  on  his  Jove, 
Bv  pleading  with  oui  { \- 

3  V/e  honour  our  r.x.i'ii: in:  K 

How  facets  J?  ! 

He  guardsour  fouls  from  (ify 

Bv  htsalmighty  ha 

4  Htfmm  to  h  name, 

Who  faves  by  diffVeilt  WraYS  ; 

His  mercies  lay  a  Ebvfreigh  claim 
T  >  our  im  riorral  praife 
Hymn     GXXXHf.     Long  Metre. 

7X  ;  .y"*7tf  licly  Spirit* 

1  ^7^   :  LAN  \L.  tyif'&j  vse  tot  rVfs 

Tl  v  posv'r  conveys  our  b  wn 

From  G(d  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Ertiigtften'd  by  thine  heay*n!y  r 
Our7h*des  ami  darknefs  tijr-.  to  d, 
Thine  inward  teachings mak^  us  know 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  5: 

Our  danger,  and  our  re&getoro. 

-3  Thy  pow  r  and  glory  works  within, 
i\nd  breaks  thechainsof  reigning  fin  ; 
Doth  our  imperious  lufh  fubdue, 
And  forms  our  wretched  hearts  anew, 

4  The  troubled  conference  knows  thy  voice, 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  5 
Tby  words  alky  the  flonny  wind, 
And  calm  tbv  forges  or  the  mine1. 
Hymn     CXXX1V.     Common  Metre. 
CirctimciJtGH  abolijhed. 

1  f  jrAHE  promile  was  divinely  free, 

J_       Extenfrve  w^  the  grace  ; 
"  i  will  the  God  cfjfbrcfrm  be, 
«c  And  of  his  numerous  njce.';k| 

2  He  faid,  and  with  a  bloody  feal ;.■'.- 

Confirm^  the  words  be  (poke  ; 
Long  did  ihe  Tons  of  AbraWm  feel 
The  iliarp  and  painful  yoke. 

3  'Till  God's  own  Son  defending- low, 

G^ve  his  own  Rtih  to  bleed  \ 
And  Gentiks  taife  the  Wefling^  new, 
From  rife  hard  bondage  freed. 
4.  The  God  of  Ahratim  claims  our  pr^iie, 
Hi^promife  endure ; 
And  Chrift  the  Lord,  in  gender  way?, 
Myites  the  falvailon  fore. 
Hymn     CXXXV.     Long  Metre. 

3j/^  and prcphecies  s/XJhriit. 
EHOLD  the  Wo*sisn'*  promised  fted 

B«»%nV!    thf»  ,rrr*»«*    Ms/% *i &r hirst*- 

!  the  propjiptg  all  agreed 
To  give  htm  the  fuper-icr  room. 


528  HYMNS    AND  B.  II. 

2  Ahrahymt  the  taint,  rejoic'd  of  o!d 
When  vrfiens  of  the  Lord  he  few  ; 
Mofes,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  Fulirller  of  hb  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witosis  to  his  nam?, 
Obtained  their  chief  ddi-o,  and  ceas'd-— 
Tfteincenfs,  audthe  bleedfftg  lamb, 
The  ark,  ths  altar,  and  the  pneft. 

4  PreduSfctass  in  abundance  meet 

To  join  their  bleifings  on  his  head  : 
y*fus%  we  worfhtp  at  thy  feet, 
Ami  nations  xmn  the  promisM  feed. 
Hymn     CXXXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Miraclts  at  the  birth  cfChviil. 

i  FW°\  it,  K  ;}/  oi  j^fu--  *  tends  his  Son 

make  hi*  entrance  on  this  earth  ; 
Bcri  'id  the  »Hmgh» -bright  as  noon, 
And  heavtijyhofts  declare  his  b  rch  ! 

2  About  the  fbiitig  Redeemer's  head, 
W  iac  fender's  and  what  glories  meet; 
An  unknown  ftafarofe  a«»d  led 

The  Eiftcrn  feces  to  his  feet. 

3  •  Simeon  and  Anna,  both  confpire 

the  infirm  Saviour  to  proclaim  ; 
Inward  they  felt  the  (acted  fre» 
And  blefs'irtte  babe  a<>d  o*n'd  his  name. 

4  Though  y?tf  s  and  Greeks  bbfyheme  aioud3 
And  treM  tne  hoI>  Cnild  with  lc«rn,     . 
Q*i;  fouls  adore  t-i  etetnal  God 

Who  conde'een  led  M  b?  b.*rn. 

Hymn     CXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
Miracles  in  the  lifey  ddath,  and  refurreffien  of  Chrid. 

i    TJi^HOLO.  tae  bond  Loeit  Ugjit  receive/' 
jj  Behold,  tu3  dead  awake,  and  live  ; 


B.  IT.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  529 

The  dumb  (peak,  wonders,  and  vhe  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  biefs  his  name. 

2  Th*«s<4oth  thB  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  fe*l  the  million  of  ihe  Son  ; 
Toe  Father  vindicate!*  his  c?,ufe, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  0x1  the  crofs. 

3  He  dies!  the  hea^'n^  in  mourning  itood  ; 
He  rifeSj  and  appears  a  Q#d  1 

Behold  the  Lord  afcendinghirrh. 
No  mere  to  bicz^  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence,  and  for  ever  from  m?  heart 

I  bid  my  doubts  and  fe&rs  depart ;      a 
And  to  thofe  hands  my  foul  fellgn, 
Wnich  bear  credentials  fo  di?sne. 
Hymn     CXXXVUI.     Long  Metre. 
The  power  of  the  go/pel, 

1  FT"VtiS  is  cfce  word  df  truth  snd  love,  • 

J[     Sent  to  Ctve  nations  fr»iri  aboye  5 
Jip'Tvah  hers  reJblves  to  Slew 
vv  nat  nis  almighty  grac*  caa  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wifd&m  h^u, 
Xo  heal  d?  (safes  of  the  mind  ; 

This  fov'reign b*ln,  wh»fe  virtues  can 
Reftojreths  ruin'd  creature,  man. 
t  3  The  gofpel  bids  che  dead  revise.. 
SinperSj  obey  the  roice,  and  lire  : 
Dry  banes  are  rais'ii,  and  cluth'd  streih, 
And  hearts  of  (tone  are  turn'd  t»  Sells. 
4  [Where  &rf£s  reign'd  in  (hides  *f  m*kt3 
The gofpelitrik^s  ^n  heaVnty light : 
Our  »utt.  its  wond'rbus  pow'r  controiils, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  foals. 
Ww 


530  HYMNS    JND  B.I% 

5  Liens  and  b*a(hs  of  lavage  name 
Put  oil  the  nature  of  the  iamb  -t    ' 
Whiit  the  wide  world  tfteems  it  flrange, 
Gaze,  sad  admire,  and  mite  the  change.} 

6  May  but  this  grace  my  foul  renew, 
L*t  tinners  gazs  and  hate  me  too  : 
The  word  winch  fare*  me,  d«es  engage 
A  furfi  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

Hymn     CXXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
7 £?  example  cf  Chriir. 
Y  den.r  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  sty  duty  in  thy  word  : 
if  ;n  thy  Ufe  the  law  apne-s, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth   and  fuch  thy  zeal, 
Such  6e('rei}ts:  t©  thy  Fathers  will, 
Such  love  and  rrieeknefs  fo  d:*inc, 

1  wouid  trancr.b--,  and  rjheke  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountain3,  2nd  th#  midnight  air, 
WitneiV'd  the  fervour  of  thy  piay'r  ; 
The  defarf  thy  temptations  knew, 

•  Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vie- ' 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;   snake  me  bear 
M<>rs  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,'  the  Judge,  fa'''  own  my  name 
Among  the  fott'wers  oF  the  Lamb- 

Hymn     CXL.     Common  Metre. 

The  examples  ^f  Chrift  and  the  faints. 

1  f^  i  V  £  me  tsxc  *  in&s  of  faith  to  rife 
^3"  Within  the  veit^and  fee 

"I  he  fefhtt  above,  ho*v  great  their  joys  ! 
H«w  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 


£.11.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  5  3;i 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  : 
They  wrelrJed  hard  as  we  do  bow, 
:h  (ins,  and  doubts,  and  fears.' 

3  I  aik  them  whence  their  viei'ry  carne-.?" 
They,  with  united  Breath 

Aferi  :©fiqueil  to  the  Lamb  ; 

:  r  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  Thtev  m:;rk'd  the  foofflepswhTeh  be  trodj 

bre.il  :) 
A      .  ,r::;:^-G4 

Poflfe  s  d  trie  premi^'d  reft, 

5  O  tr  glorious  Leader  cjaifiis  cur  praife, 

_  P  »r  nis  own  partem  giv'n, 
While  thit  fong  cloud  of  witn.e-Tes 
She     the  feiBe  path  to  heavttii 
Hyjsn     GXLI.     Common  Metre.' 
'Fifth  ajftiha  h  fenfe: 

But  b 

2  My  eycssnd  ears  fha  1  blels  his  name, 

They  read  and  hear  his  w$rd  : 
My  toucn  and  tafte  MI  eo  the  iasr*e, 
Whek  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptifojal  water  is  defi*rt*d 

T©  fcal  his  cieanficg  gtace, 
Whitest  his  rea$  of  bifcad  and  wine; 
Fie  gives  his  faints  a  place : 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  z  fl&dd 

Canrnalce  mv  rle£&  fa  clean, 
As  by  bis  Spirit  and  b:s  hioo#, 
Hv'ihwsih  my  foul  from  fin. 


Reig 

O'O* 

tj  ray  Lo*'refgri  F 

gs  *:i 

0' 

a  :es 

down  to  fenie, 

v    pS 

my 

fairs 

1  to  rife. 

;2  HYMNS    AND  B. 

j  nor  n*blcfcivines, 
So  imuch  my  heart  refr 

ien  my  foitb  gi  h  thefigns, 

pon  his  i>: 
the  Lord  ,  low, 

T?  i  a  feal  : 

icb  grsce  his  hatrdis  beftow*, 

Kym*     CXLII.     i  "ire. 

Faith  in  Chilli  .'.v.  . 

i   IVf.  teBI&d  of beatls, 

^31    On  y*tt#  [in, 

Could 

OrWft  away  the  • 
2  &£  a^f,  theleav'i.iyLstr.b, 
, ■;!  eur  fifcs  uvvay  ; 
ernairie, 
s  r  blood  than 

.    *nd 
On  that  dear  head  of  ;h;ne, 
While  likei-a  penitent  I  foul, 
And  there  confsfe  n;v 
,'  ibul  Jcsks  back  I  ] 

Lefts  thou  di&ft  Ixar 
angiug  en  the  curtcd  u 
pes  hsr  guilt  was  there. 
5  BeUewngj  we  rejoice 

To  fee  the  curfc  remove  ; 

i  chterftii  •• 
leading  ]9ve. 

Uymx     CAi-iii.     Ccxmon  Mitre. 

,7/, 


B.  IX f  .^maITUAL  SONGS.  533 

l    ITyTHAT  d\ fPrent  po\v'  s  of  grace  and 
Yy       Attend  our  mortal  fiats  !  [fin 

I  hate  the  thoughts  which  work  wkhin, 
-  Ard  do  the  works  I  hate. 
2 -Now  I  complin,  and  groan,  and  die, . 
While  fin  and  Satan  reign  j 
Now  raife  my  fongs  of  triumph  high, 
For  grace  prevails  again. 
3  Ss  darknefa  0 rubles  with  the  li^ht, 
'Till  perk&  S^inte; 
Water  and  fire  maintain  the  fight 
Until  the  weaker  dies. 
4.  Thus  will  thenVfh  and  fpirit  ftrive,_- 
And  vex  and  break  my  peace  ; 
But  I  fhdl  quit  this 'mortal  life, 
And  fin  for  ?ver  csafe. 
Hymn     CXLIV.     Long  Metre. 
^  he  effufien  of  the  Spirit :  or,  the  fuccefs  of  the  go/pel, 

1  f">i  REA  F  vras  the  daj,  the  joy  was  great, 
\JJT  Wnen  the  divine  difciples  met  ; 
Whi?&  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  carne, 

And  £»t  likfc  tongues  of  cloven  fiarae, 

2  -What  gifts.,  what  miracles  he  gavg  ! 

And  pow'r  to  give.,  and  pow'r  to  f*ve  j 
Fumifh'd  their  Ungues  with  wondVousvvordSj,' 
Ioiba€*pf  fhields,  and  (pears,  and  fwardc, 

3  -Thusarm'd,  he  fent  his  champions  forth, 
From  ea/hsivef!,  from  fouih  to  north  ; 
G$x  andajfkrt  your  Saviour's  eaufi'j 

Go  (pre  ad  the  my  ft  ry  of  bis  crcfs  * 
4.  Tbtfc  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 

Of  what  almighty  force  they  sre  i 

To  B&fee  cur  ftubborn  panics  bow?  ■ 
W  w  Z 


S34  HYMNS    JN0  B.  H. 

And  hy  the  proudeft  rtbsi  low  I 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 

hea?\nly  arms  fubiu'd  :* 
&?/#;?  rages  a:  his  iofs, 
And  hfctes  thedo&rine  of  the  croft, 

6  Great  King  of  gr2ct,  my. heart  fubdue, 
J  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 

A  wiliing'eaptif  e  to  mv  LorxT, 
And  fing  the  vi&rfes  or*  i?  word. 
Hymn     CXLV.     Common  Metre. 
Sight  throw,'}  a  giafl,  and  face  to  face, 
LOVE  the  windows  or  tfcy  grace, 
Tbroxigh  which  my  Lord  is  feen  ; 
And  long  to  meet  my  SvivLoui'i  f^ce, 
Without  a  glafe  between, 

2  O  that  thehappy  hour  were  come, 

To  change  my  faith  to  fight  ! 
I  ilvmld  behold  my  L©rd  at  horn?, 
Iris  divmer  light, 

3  Ha  fie,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

Thefe  interpofmg  cays  ; 
Theo  fhailfny  paii'iorrs  all  be  love, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  be  praife. 
Hymn     'CXLV!.     Long  Metre. 
j  he  vanity  of  erf entires  :  or,*xo  reft  on  earth, 
2   1\  of  vaft  Uehrcs, 

to  and  fro.  his  paiHons  fly 
From  vanity  ■■ 
2  In  ves-.n  on  earth  we  hope  to  f:sd 

We  try-  Cures  ;  but  we  feci 

.  xni  iQimt&l  ftill. 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  555. 

3  So  when  a  raging  (ever  bg 

We  ihitt  from  fide  to  (ide  by  iurns  ; 

And  Jiis  a  poor  relkf'  vre  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pairiT 

4  Great  Gsd  !   iiibdue  this  vicious  thirft, 
Tills  love  to  vanity  aad  duii  ; 

Cure  this  vils  fever  of  iheirJrid, 
And  feed  our  find*  witb  joys  rcnVd. 
Hymn     CXLVIL     Common  Jyletre, 
The  creation  tfiheyxc&ifc    Gen.  i. 
1    AfpW  k%  ajpacicus  world  art fe^ 
Said  the  Greater  Lard  : 
At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  ikies 
Rofe  at  his  (Wreign  word, 
a  [Dark  was  the  deep  ;   the  waters  lay 
Cwuus'u,  aad  drown'd  the  land  ; 
Hecais'd  theligfetj  the  new-born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  afcend  on  high  5 

The  < loads  afcend  and  bear 
A  wjt'ry  tre&fore  to  the  fky, 
And  float  on  fatter  air. 

4  The  liquid  ekoaesi  below. 

Was  gathered  by  hh  ha»d  ; 
The  railing  Teas  together  flew, 
And  leave  the  f  bd  land. 

5  With  herb*  ar^d  ptjsitf,  a  ffcwety  birth3 

The  qak^d  globe  he  crown's, 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  bins  the  earth, 
Of  fun  to  Warm  the  ground, 

6  Then  be  adorn'd  the  upper  ikies  $ 

Behold  the  fun  appears; 
aioSn  and  $ar«  in  order  rife 


536  HYMNS    AND  B.  II. 

Toir.ark  out  months  and yeartf. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  rh'  almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  (**&}$ 
The  painted  fo*-is  or"  ev'ty  wing, 
And  Mi  of  ev'ry  name. 

8  He  gave  the  lion  arid  the  worm 

At  once  their  wond'rous  birth  ; 
And  grazing  beaits,  of  various  form, 

Rofe  from  the  teeming  earth. 
g  Adam  was  fram'd  of  equal  clay, 

Though  fov'reign  of  the  red, 
Defign'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they  ; 

With  God's  own  image  blelf. 

10  Thus  g'orions  in  the  Maker's  eye 

The  young  creation  Hood  \ 
He  faw  the  building  from  on  high, 
His  word  pronounc'd  it  good. 

11  Lord,  vvh;h  the  frame  of  nature  (lands, 

Thv  praife  fha;l  fill  my  tanguc  : 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 

A  more  exalted  long. 
Hymn     CXLVIil.     Common  Metre. 
Gcd  reconciled  in  Chrifl. 

1  T^\E  ^KE^  r  of  all  the  names  above  j 
JL/  Si)  J  jus,  and  my  G  id  ; 

Vv  „o  can  icfiti  ihy  beav'n'y  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  b?cx>d  r 

2  '  Fis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

1  he  Father  i'milts  again  ; 
'Ti*  fey  nine  interceding:  breath 
Toe  spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  'Tf,l  God  in  humid  fieih  J  tee, 

My  thoughts  no  common  flftd  •; 


3.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  537 

Theh-'y  j^r^nc  o.ree, 

Are  ^rr-:>r>  to  nay  fPJiVj. 
Bur  if  iMMA^uEi'r  f&ec  appear, 

.^mylkviihfeir; 
Hs-racr  ■  niv  fins. 

W  hiie  5^wi  cr;  their  own  Faw  reiyi 

Qfeeh  of  wifdom  b©al% 
I  love  tb'  ihcarti  orr?, 

Ard  there  I  fix  m?  tru&. 
Ht    -"     CXIiIX.     C"  imeji Metre. 

h  *j  Ar.a  Lord  $f  all 


And  bt#ti  je^is^r* 

Ftr  =■  -      .  ■  oi*sntr  name, 

Ossr  felcrry  mo  sffcfejiss* 
-?  [T-e  rulers  of  thefc  Sutss  ihdl  &in3 
:h  rave  z-fesve  the  rett, 
Where  fawiandlfl&rties  combine 
To  mtketh©  nation  bleft*] 
£  K  rsf^dnis  an  fiftn  foundations  ftand3 
Wh«b  virtue  nadte  reward  ; 
And  fi#ri£fs  ner?fh  from  the  had 

iO   LjiZjClT  JjOvJ  Oil  t£*i'6^e   5 

ButcoftfcsVuc-es  sad  fools  were  triads 
Tooths  Lord'*  aions. 
H  y  M  if     CL.    Com  mo  a  Ms  tre. 


533  HYMNS     AND  B.  II. 

The  deceiifuhefi  cfjln. 

1  O*^  •'•**  '  treach'rww  arts 
£3    ^'}  pra£tifeou  the  mind  J 

With  flait'fing  looics  me  te»pts  our  hearts, 
B  i:  leaves  a  fth  g  behind* 

2  With  names  *f  virtneyfl>€  deceives 

The  agecl  and  the  youn^  : 
And,  while  the  heed!  els  wretch  believes, 
She  mikes  his  fetters  ftrong. 

3  She  pleads  i or  all  thej  »y  The  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  f.ml  ofheav'nly  things, 
And  chain?  it&wnto  fenfe. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair, 

G  re  7/ the  forbidden  toed; 
Our  m.vher  teak  the  pcifbii  there, 
A'M  tainted  afW  herbiooo. 
Hy  m  n     CLI.     Long  Metre. 
fcftfii  tfW  inj-piration, 

1  ?r  |!iV\l  AS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 

J_    The  ancient  prophet*  fpi&e  bis  word ; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  in/pire, 
And  warni'd  their  hearts  with  lieav'nty  ore, 

2  Thewerksand  wonders  which  they  wro'c, 
Confirm 'd  the  mefTige>  they  brought  ; 
Tile  pr*nh re's  pea  fucceeiis  hia-breatn, 
To  fcve  the  ho'.y  worJ>  from  death. 

3  Great  God  !  my  eyes  vyiih  pleafure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book.  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  fee, 

And  read  his  name  who  dy'd  for  me, 

4  Let  the  falfe  raptures  of  the  mind 
#e.ioft  and  van; in  in  the  wind  : 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  $.39 

Here  I  cA®  fix  my  hope  {scute  ; 
Tnis  is  thy  #$?d  and  muil  co*kire, 
Hymn     CL1I.     Common  Metre. 
Sinai  and  Zion.     Heb.xM   ±%,  &c. 
OTtu  the  tenor?  0f  the  Lord, 
The  temper!,  fire,  and  fmokc  » 
Not  t£s  the  thu-ider^  thar  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  fpak&j 
But  we  are  come  to  ZzWshil],  - 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 

And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 
Beh«»U  ih'  innumerable  hoft 

■  Of  angels  clorii'd  in  light  ! 
Behold  the  (pints  oftbejuftj 

Whole  faith  h  turn'd  to  fight ! 
gehotci  the  blefl  af&m&f/  there, 

Wh&fe  narmsare  v-rit  in  heav  n  I 
An^  G-d,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 

Their  vileit  tins  forgivm. 
The  i'oiui  on  earth, .and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  Communion  make  % 
All  join  in  C/?n'/?,  mair  living  Head, 

And  of  his  grace  partake. 
In  fucb  fociefy  as  this, 

My  weary  foul  would  reft  : 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jefus  i«, 
Moil  be  fur  eyer.bjefl 
Hymn     CLIII.    Common  Metre. 
The  dijisinper,  folly,  and  madnefs  of jin>   ' 
N,  ujee  a  venomous  dii-raie, 
Infecls  our  vital  blood  : 
T  he  only  balm  is  fovVeign  grace. 


s.4o  HYMNS    JKD  B.  II. 

And  the  pft jilcun,  God. 

2  Cir  hcAuiy  *nd  our  ftrcngth  are  fied, 

And  we  draw  rwar  to  d**th  ; 
Bm  Chrifiti£  Lord  rcctlt  the  dead 
Wuh  ftj*  almighty  breath » 

3  Madncs  by  nature  reign*  withU, 

rhe  p-iii  mu  burq  and  ra^e, 
'Til'  Ged  s  p*m  Son,  with  (kill  divine, 
The  in  ward  fir*  a.Iuage, 

4  [We  licktht  du&  wsgrafp  the  wind, 

Arid  folid  . 
Snob  is  toe  folly  of  the  mind, 
'Till  jcfUS  makes  us  ??iic.J 

5  We  give  oui  fouls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  she  pois'nous  gall, 

And  ruin  with  fury  down  to  hell  ; 

But  heav'n  prevents  tse  fall. 

6  [File  man  ptffefs'd  among  the  tombs, 

Cuts  nis  own  fkfh  n\&  cries  : 
He  foams  and  rives  "till  Jefus  comes, 
And  the  foul  fpirit  fh'es  ] 
Hymn     C.L1V.     Long  Metre. 
Self- righleQufr.efs  ir.jujjlcient. 
"  "^  ¥  {'HERE  ac  the  mourners,"  faith 


the  Lord, 
«  Wi;o  vvait  and  trcmbls.  at  my  word, 
<->  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  day  ? 
"  C -m-.,  make  my  word  your  tru^  2nd  Ray. 
«  [Mo  works  nor  duties  of  you:  own, 
**  Can  for  the  Cm*  Heft  fin  atone  > 
«  f  he  Ribes  which  nature  may  provide, 
it  Will  not  y#mr  leaft  pollution  hide. 
*'•  rhTeibfteft  couch  which  nature  knows* 


II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  541 

"  Can  give  the  cunfcience  no  repofe  : 
"  Look  to  my  righteoufaek  and  live  ; 
ct  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give. 3 
Ci  Yc  fons  of  pride  who  kindle  coals 
"  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  fouls, 
u  Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
"  Enjoy  the  fparks  which  you  defire  : 
5  "  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands,  ~~ 
"  HeU  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands; 
"  "Ye  (hall  lie  down  in  forrow  there, 
"In  death,  in  darknefs,  and  defpair." 
Hymn     CLV.     Common  Metre. 
Chriil  our  paffover* 

1  T    O.  the  de&roying  an^tl  flies 

1   J  To  Pharaoh's  ftubborn  land  j 
Tfae  pride  and  flow'r  of  -Egypt  "diss 
By  his  vindictive  hand. 

2  He  pafsM  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'ef, 

Nor  pour'd  the  wrath  divine  *, 
He  faw  the  blood  on  ev'ry  door, 
And  bleft  the  peaceful  fign. 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  mufi  bleed) 

To  break  t\C- Egyptian  yoke  ; 
Thus  Iff  el  is  hum  bondage  freed, 
And  '(capes  the  angel's  ftroke. 
4.  Lord,  it  my  heart  were  fprinkled  too 
With  blood  fo  rich  as  thine, 
Juftice  no  longer  would  purfue 
This  guilty  foul  of  mine. 
5  Jtfus^  our  p-^ Hover,  was  flain, 
And  has  at  once  procured 
Freedom  from  Safaris  heavy  chain, 
And  Goa's  revenging  (word. 
Xx 


542  HYIvINS     JND  B.II 

Hvm«     CLVI.     Common  Metre. 
Presumption  and  deffair. 

1  y  HATE  tiK  tempter  acd  his  eharmr, 

i   I  hate  his  flatt'iing  breath  ; 
The  ferpent  tikes  a  thoufand  forms 
To  rheat  our  vuuls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  cur  hopes  with  airy'  dreams, 

Or  kiMs  with  iiavifh  fear  ; 
And  holds  us  flill  in  wide  extremes, 
Prefumpiion  ordefpair' 

3  No'-v  he  psrfyades  how  esfy'tis 

To  walk  the  road  to  heav'n  ; 
Anon  .he  fwells  cur  fins,  and  cries 
They  cannot  be  forgiv'n. 

4  He  bids  young  finners  yet  forbear 

To  think  of  God  or  death  ; 

"  For  prayer  and  devotion  are 

14  But  melancholy  breath/' 

5  He  tells  the  zg~dy   4i  they  ?;;z//?die, 

u  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ; 
"  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
"  For  they  hzv,  lo(t  their  day.'' 

6  Thus  he  fupports  his  cruel  throne, 

By  mifchief  and  deceit, 
And  dra^s  the  fons  of  AJamdovm 
To  darkmfs  *nd  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  GoJ,  cut  fhort  his  povs'r, 

Let  him  in  darknefs  dwell  ; 
And  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 
C'>nnrK'  him  down  to  hell. 
Hymn     CLVII.     Com.  Metre.       The  fame, 
i    TVf^y  Satan   comes  with  dreadful  roar, 
i^|     And  tiueatcrs  to  deftroy  \ 


3.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

He  worries  .whom  he&3rtrc  iievsHii 
With  a  tnalicicu..   jay.. 


4.3 


>d,  cppoie  h?s  rage3 


"tin 


And  irahquith  baa  akin*, 

^  Now  he  appears  ehgoft  divine  !. 
Like  innocence:  a-a  love  5 
But  the  old  ferpettf  i ticks  jtvithin, 
'When  he  aflame  s  the  dove. 
4.  Fly  fr-.vm  the  falfe  deceiver's  tongue, 
Ye  (offS  oi  Jdcm  (\y!  ' 
Our  parents  found  the  Fnare  too  8rong,d 
Norfhcuia  the  children  trv,  ■ 
Hymn     CLVliL     Long  Metre, 
Few  faved  :  or,  the  cdmofi  Chrijlian,  the  hypocrite, 
and  epefiate. 

BROAD  is  the  road  which  scads  to  death, 
.  >\nd  thoufands  walk  together  there  % 
But  vvifdotn  {hews  a  narrower  path, 
V/itn  here  and  mere  ■  traveller. 

2  D$r,-j  tkjjeifi  and  taks  ike  cfsfe, 

h  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  iniilt  count  her  geld  but  drof>, 
If  (he  wdfold  garrs  this-neeVnly  land. 

3  Th>  fearful  foul,  who  tires  end  faints, 
And  walk's  the  wavs  of  God  no  more, 
Xrbutefteern'd  ahnoft  a  dint, 

And  111  ikes  h;s  own  deftruciion  fure. 

4  Lord,  :et  not  ail  my  hopes  be  vain, 
Create  my  heart  entire! v  new  ; 
Which  hypecrites  could  ne'er  attain,, 
Which  falie  apoitatcs  never  knew. 


S!4  HYMNS    AND  B.  U. 

Hymn     CLIX.     Common  Metre. 
An  uncon^tritdjlate-:  or,  converting  grace. 
'.•ry  and  or  £iace, 
We  own,  with  humble  ihame, 
H    tv  vile  is  our  di  ace, 

And  our  nrll  father':  name,  . 

2  From  Adam  Hows  our  tainted  biocd, 

Theporfqn  reign:;  within, 
Mikes  us  averfe  to  all  i\\  it's  good, 
en. 

3  [D:i'y  e  e  break  thy  holy  laws, 

And  then  reject  to;,  y  --•- ; 
Engig'j  in  the  •"  ''■  caufe* 

Ag-.ti(td  ■  ■'  fa.ee  ] 

4  We  ;:''  ::'.:'      n  Goo, 

And  love  the  durante  well  ; 
With  hafte  we  run  .  'fOvs  road 

Which  leads  C<*)  d  hell. 

5  Andean  fisch  r«  ti r-i'4  ! 

Such  natures  made  divine  !  • 
Let  finners  ice  thy  e'i;r}',  Lore?, 
And  feel  this  pow'j  oi  thii 

6  Weraiie  our  F*  th  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  fends 
T*j  bring  rebellious,  grangers  nigh, 
And  turn  hi?  fi 

Kymn     GLX.     Long  Metre. 
Cujlem  In  (:n. 

1  "|"    ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
\^j  Put  off  '.he  foots  whicn  natur    gives, 
Then  may  the  wicket! turn  to  G  >g\ 
And  change  their  re  mpeis  and  thcti  lives, 

2  As  Well  no  g^  Ethiopian  fhvts 


B.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  54S 

Wafh  eut  the  dsrlcacfc  of  their  (kin ♦, 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  theirgraves, 
As  bid  tranfgreffqrs  ceafe  ta  tin. 
Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  1  mg, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  leaft  eonirou]  i 
None  but  a  uow'r  d!v;neiy  fcidng, 
Can  turn  the  cm  rent  of  the  [oak- 

/Great  God  !  1  own  thy  pow'f 'divine,    ; 

h  Which  toon  can  change  this  hea:t  of  mmc  i 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bsets 
Tne  wonders  of  creating  grr.ee. 
Hymn     CLXI.     Com*  on  Metre. 

Chriftian  virtues :  or,  the  difficulty  of  converfio? 

i  O  -:  &Ai  r  x~- toe  -v<j>  •      ^or  1S     - 

S    Which  leads  to  joys  on  hi-h  ; 
'  i "  is  but  a  few  who  find  the  gate, 
Wiak  crowd,  mithke,  and  die. 

2  BeKved/^tnuftbsden/d, 

The  mind  andw.il  renew  d, 
Paffion  fuppfek'd,  and  patience  try  d, 
&od  vaindefiresiubduU 

3  Fieih  is  a  dang'rous  rpe  to  grace, 

Where  it  prevails  and  iules*, 
Flefh  m'oft  be  humbled,  or  to  abas'd, 

Left  the*  Seftroy  our  ion*. 
The  love  of  gold  be  bamQi'd  hence, 

(Tazt  vile  idolatry) .     ■ 
And  ev'ry  member;  ey  .\  *epie, 

Infvveetfubjeaionlie. 
;  The  tongue,  that  molt  unruly  pov*  Cy 

Require  s  a  ftroiig  reftrjint  ; 
We  mult  be  watchful  ev'ry  hour, 

And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

X  X   2 


546  HYMNS    AND  B.  II, 

6   Lord!  can  a  feeble,  helpUsfs  worm 
Fuffij  a  ufkfohani? 
T   y  grace  mutt  arl>r.y  w o¥k  per  firm, 
And  give  the  free  rewa  d. 
Kymn     CLX1I.     Common  Metre. 
Meditation  of  beaver.  :  or,  the  joy  of "faith : 

1  1%  /T  Y  though  s»  (uiciu/unt  i&efe  ;o»vci  (kte«, 
J_V JL    Aim!  tuok  within  the  veil  ; 

'l  here  firings  of  enilefs  [)Ieafure  r;fe, 
The  waters  never  tail. 

2  There  I  beheld,  with  fweet  delight, 

The-blelf-i  TTi.reein  One  ;    : 
An'  ftroiig    ff  clioti!  fix  my  tight 
On  God'j  i  ica  nil    S 

3  Hh  prcrrnfe  [lands  for  itvei  mm  •, 

His  grace  flral'l  ne*cr  depart  i 
He  bin<U  my  name  »jpofi  his  arm, 
Aud  fej  1   it  oh  his  heart. 

4  Light  are  the  pains  wfrich  nature  brings; 

How  (irirt  cur  for  rows  arc, 
Wr.en  with  eternal  fatute  things, 
The  pre iV/it  we  bdmpare;  !. 
15  I  would  n..i  be  a  ftrangei  ttiU 
To  that  Cekftial  pi 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell, 
Neaf  my  Redeemer*  face. 
Hymn     CLXIII.     Common  Metre. 
Complair.t  cf defertioh  nnid  temptation* 

&)  iR  Lord  !    behold  cor  fore  dlftfefe  ; 
Our  fnvs  attempt  10  reijo  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  c:  coiftjuMng  grace. 

And  let  thy  foes  be  3*in. 
[The  'ion,  with  his  foeadful  rear, 
Affrights  thy  feeble, ih-ep,: 


5,  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  S47r 

Reveal  the  glory  o!  thv  pove'r* 
Ami  chair,  him  to  the  de  p. 

Muli  we  indulge  a  long  rft  (pair  ? 

Shall  our  petitions  die  r 
Our  mournings  oever  re^ch  thihs  ear* 

Nor  tears  :-.ftect  rhineeye  ?] 
. f  i  sou  defpiie  -i  rtxortal  groa;?, 

Y.-  h^r  2  S.rvi<'ur'-.  olood  ; 
A-  \dvt>cat?!  K>  ne  r  the  throne, 

Pleads  and  prevail^  nviUi  God. 
He  brought  ihe  Spirit's  now'riul  fwerd, 

T.-fl  your  dead;  foes  : 
Our  (ii. sib;;>  a,,  v.  neaththy  word, 

And  het^  in  vainoppofW 
How  bouiidlefs  i>  (  ur  Father's  .'race,  - 

fnhei^thj  and  depend  Uriah! 
K^  ^ad?  hi:  Sjo  our  nghrccuhi^s, 

Hi'  Spirit  i    hut  Hrei^th. 
Hymn'     CLXiV.     Common  Metre. 
1  he  end  of  the  world i 
^  ftiY  fh  -aid  this  earth  delight  us  (b  ?• 
Wny  (Roiijd  we  fix  our  eves 
Ont«efelo:w  grounds,  where  forrows  grow, 

And  ev'ry  p^afltre  6ies  ? 

2  Vvh:le  time  his  {harpeil:  teeth  prepares, 

Our  comforts  to  devour,  » 

There  is  a  land  above  the  (tars, 
And  j*ys  above  his  pow'r. 

3  Nature  (hall  be  diflblv'd  and  die> 

The  fun  mud  end  his  race, 
The  earth  an&fea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  fjsce. 
4.  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rife  ?■ 
When  the-Uft  trumpet  fcund^ 


548  HYMNS    AND  B.  II 

And  call  the  nations  ro  th<  fktes^ 

From  un?ernea:h  ibegn  tin'    ? 
Hymn     CLXV.     Common  Metre. 
TJ nfru'ufuhiefs ,  ignorance,  and  iinfuuclifed  affeclions% 

i    |"    ONG  r^vc  i  i  it  .<.  >..  th  tiie  found 
JL/  Of  thy  falvation,  L  prd  ; 
But  ltiil  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
An.4  knowledge  of  ihy  v\oru  ! 

2  Oft  i  frequent  thy  ho'y  place, 

And  heat  alrnpll  in  vain  j 
How  fmall  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My   nem'ry  can  retail  ! 

3  [My  dear  A'mgity,  and  my  God, 

Ho  a-  littl  art  thdu  known 
By  ail  the  jit' grhents  of  thy  rod, 

And  bluii  ,g   of  thy  throne  !] 
£-  [Hoy  coici  arid  feeble  is  my  love  ! 

How  pegli^ent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 

H    .■;  lew  affections  ihcre  !] 

5  [Great  God  !  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  fuccefs  : 
Write  thy  falvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  toy  gr?xe. 

6  Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

\  Vhich  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  g-ows  without  decay, 
And  love  (ball  never  die.] 
Hymn     CLXVI.     Common  Metre. 


Tfpw  l 


the  divine  perfections. 

(hall  L  p/aife  th.'  eicrr.al  God, 
Infinite  Unknown  ? 


Wag  can  afcend  his  high  abode, 


5.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  540. 

Or  venture  near  Ins  throne  ? 
I  [The  great  Invisible  !    he  dwells 
Conceal'^  in  dazzling,  light ; 
But  his  all-marching  eye  reveals 
The  fecrets  b!  the  night. 

3  THofe  watchful  eyes  which  never  fleep, 
Survey  the  world  around  ; 

His  wifdom  is  a  boundiefs  deep, 

Where  all  cur  thoughts  are  drown'd.] 

4  [Speak  we  of  ftrength  ?   His  arm  is  ftrcng 

To  fave^  or  to  deitroy  ;  . 
Infinite ^ears  his  lie  prolong. 
And  male's  is  hi?,  joy. j 

5  [He  knows  no  fhadowofai  change, 

■  Nor  alters  his  decrees  ; 
Firm  ?s  a  reck  his  truth  remains. 
To  lu  .rci  his  promYftsv] 

6  Sinners  b -fore  his  prefence  die  : 

How  holy  is  his  name  ! 
His  anger  siid  his  jtAooty 
Burn  like  devouring  rLme. 
.7  Juftice  Upon  a  dreadful  tbtc  r:e 
Maintains  the  rights  or  C}:,dy 
While  mercy  fends  her  pardons  down. 
Bought  with  a  S-.vicur%  blood. 
8  Noyw  io  ray  foul,  irr. mortal  K'ng, 
Spe»l:/«me  forgiving  wurd  ; 
Then  9twi\\  be  double  joy  to  ling 
Tneglorieis  nfriiy  Lord. 
Hymn     CLXVII.     Long  Metre. 
^Ihs  di-vine  perfections, 

i  ^>REAT  God  !  ic.:  glories  ihali  employ 
\j  My  holy  fear,  my /huttifcrie  joy  ; 


55©  HYMNS    AND  B. 

My  Hps,  in  fongs  of  honor,  bring 
Their  tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 

2  [Earth  znd  the  ilars,  and  world*  unknown, 
Depend  precarious  on  his  throne  ; 

AH  nature  hangs  upon  his  word, 

And  grace  and -| Jo; y  own  their  Lord.  . 

3  His  fov'rejgn  pow'r  what  mortal  knows  ? 
If  he  command,  who  dare  oppole.  ? 
With  drength  he  girds  himfelf  around, 


And  treaos  the  rebels  to  the 


\utn 


4  Who  {ha!!  pretend  to  teach  him  {kill, 
Qt  guide  the  counfeh  or  his  will  ? 
Hs  wifdojfn,  litee  a  Tea  divine, 
Flows  deepaad  high  beyond  cur  line. 

5  H  s  name  is  holy,  and  his  eye 
Burns  with  immortal  jealoufy  ; 

He  hates  the  fons  oi  pride,  znd  (heds 
KU  fiery  vengeance  on  their  hqacfo 

6  The  beamings  of  his  piercing  ii^;,t 
Bring  .darlc  hypocrify  to  light; 
Dz?Jh  and  deftru&ion  aaked  lie, 
And  hell  uncover'd  to  his  eye. 

7  Th'  eteniat  law  before  him  ftands  ; 
Hisjuftice,  with  impartial  hands, 
Divides  to  all  their  due  reward, 

Or  by  the  fceptre,  or  the  fword* 

8  His  mercy  like  a  boundl,  fe  tea, 
Wafbes  our  loads  of  gurft  away  : 
Whi!e  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd, 
T'  engage  hi*  ju/tice  on  cur  ride. 

g  E;ch  of  his  Words  demand  my  faith, 
My  (oul  r-n  reft  on  all  he  faith  ; 
His  truth  inviolably  keeps 


5.  II.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  $H| 

The  large  ft  promife  of  hi-  lips] 
[0   O  tell  me  with  a  gentle  voice, 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  ; 
Fili'd  whh  thy  l&ve,  1  dare  proclaim 
The  brighter!  honours  of  thy  name. 
Hymn     CLXV1II.    Long  Metre. 
The  fame. 

JEHOVAH  reigns,  bis  throne  is  high,  - 
His  robes  are  light  and  irujefty  ; 
His  glories  mine  witb  beams  fo  bright, 
No  mortal  can  fuftala  the  fight. 
His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe, 
His  juftice  guards  his  holy  l_w> 
His  love  reveals  a  fmilirg  face, 
His  truth  and  promife  Teal  the  grace.  ^ 
Through  ail  his  works  his  wifdom  mines, 
And  belles  Satan's  deep  defigns  ; 
H;s  pov'r  is  fov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  Boblefi  counfcfc  of  his  w:ll. 
And  yviXl  this  glorUnis  Lord  dtfrehd 
To  be  my  Father  a*d  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  Tongs  with  angels join  ; 
Heav'nis  fecure.  if  God  he  mine. 
Hy  m  n     CLXIX.     Particular  Metre, 
The  fame. 
I      ry^HE  Lordjhovah  reigns,. 

His  throne  is  built  on  high  5 
The  garments  he  aflfumes, 
Are  light  and  majetry  ; 
His  glories  mine 
With  brams  to  bright} 
No  mortal  eye 
Can  hearths  fight. 


v 


;2  HYMNS    JND  B. 

2  The'thundsrs  of  his  hand, 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe; 
His  wrath  and  juftice  ftani 
To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 

And  where  his  love 
Refolves  toblefs, 
His  truth  ^oisfiirns 
And  feals  the  grace.      » 

3  Through  all  his  ancient  works, 
Surpriling  wifdom  lhir.es, 
Confound*  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  defigns  : 

Strong  is  his  arm, 
And  (hill  fulfil 
His  great  decrees, 
Hi«  fov*reign  Will. 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condefcend  ; 

And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father*  and  my  Friend  ? 
i  love  his  name, 
I  love  his  word  : 
J  »in  all  my  pow'rs, 
An-1  pr>ife  me  Lord. 
Hymn     CLXX.     Long  Metre. 
God  incomprekenjible  and  f over eign. 
[/^1  .N*cr  aiu.c:-,  10  perfection,  find 

\^_J   rn  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 
O       a  the  largeft  fi-etch  of  thought 
M.   lure  and  frarch  his  nature  out  ? 
'  Vis  high)  as  heav'n  !  'tis  deep  a*  hell  ! 
A  id  vhat  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  giory  fpreads  beyond  the  (ky, 


B.  IL  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  55 % 

And  all  the  (hlhiirg  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wife, 
Born,  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  files 
Through  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 
Andfmellsand  fnufFs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  refoive,  who  dare  oppofe, 

Or  afk  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole, 
He  calms  the  tempeft  of  the  fou! ; 

When  he  fhutsup  in  long  defpair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  } 

6  He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon3 
The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon  i 
The  pillars  of  heavVs  ferry  roof, 
Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  ferpentand  the  worm, 
He  breaks  the  billows  frith  his  breath, 
And  fmites  the  fons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  (hall  dare  defcribe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  (land 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  } 


End  of  the  Second  Book, 


HYMNS 


AND 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS; 


Book  III. 


Prepared  for  the  Holy  Ordinance  of  the 
Lord's  Supper. 

Hymn     I.    Long  Metre.         » 

The  Lord1  s    Supper  injiituted.      I  Cur.  xi.  23,  8cC 

1  ?r$T\  Was  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

JL    When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
Againft  the  Son  of  God's  dtlight, 
And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blcfs'd,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  fpake  I 

3  This  is  my  body  broke  for  Jin, 
Receive  y  and  eat  the  thing  food  : 
Thee  took  the  cup  and  b&fs'd  the  wine, 
"Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  [For  us  his  flefh  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  fcourge,  he  felt  the  thorn  5 
Andjuftice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  ftead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blooi  was  fpiit, 


B.  in.  SPIRITUAL  SGNGS.  5$ 

To  buy  the  pardon  of  cur  guilt,    , 
WhenVor  blsck  crimes  oi  bigged  fize, 
He  gave  his  (oul  a  facriflce  !] 

6  Do  this,  he  cry'd,  'till  time  f ball  end<> 
In  msmry  of  your  dying  Friend  : 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord, 

7  [J^Jjthv  kzil  we  celebrate, '' 

We  fhew'thy  death,  we  fins;  thy  name  ; 
'Tili  thou  return,  and  we  fbali  eat 
The  rn'arriage-fupper  of  the  Lamb.] 

Hymn     II.    Short  Metre.  ^ 
Communion  with  Chrift,  and  voith  faints. 
1  Cor.  x.  16,  17. 

1  [  °fESUS  invites  his  faints 

J   To  meet  around  ins  board  3 
Hzre  pardon'd  rebels  fit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flefh  ; 

He  bids  us  drink- his  blood  ; 
Amazing  favour  !   match kfs  grace 
Of  our  defcending  God  !] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine, 

Maintain  our  fainting  breathy 
,      By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  int'reft  in  his  death. 

4  Our  he3v'n4y  Father  calls 

Chrift  and  his  members  one  5 
We  the  young  children  of  his  lo.ve, . 
And  he  the  firft-bora  Son. 

5  We  are  but  fev'ral  parts 

Of  the  fame  broken  bread  5 
One  hoc  v§  with,  itifey'ral  limbsc 


$S6  HYMNS    JND  B.  III. 

But  Jtfus  is  the  head. 
6  Let  ail  oucpow'rs  be  join'd, 

His  g'orious  name  to  raife  ; 
Pleafure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 
And  ev'ry  voice  be  praife. 
Hymn     III.     Common  Metre. 
The  neiu  covenant  jeahd. 
2  n  rTTlKE  prcmife  of  my  Father's  love 
J[      *f  Shall  Hand  for  ever  good  :" 
He  teid— rmd  gave  his  foul  to  death, 
And  feai'd  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  cov'nant  of  thy  wordj 

I  fet  rny  worthlefs  name  ; 
Ifeal  th' engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  Thy  light,  and  ftrengtb,  2nd  pard'ning  grace, 

And  glory,  fhall  be  mine  5 
My  life  and  foul,  my  heart  and  fldli, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

ch  Jtfcs  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purchased  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 

Whofclefiftl  us  in  his  will, 

And  to  his  te {lament ;of  love, 

iviade  his  own  life  the  feal. 

Hymn     IV.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift'j  dying  love. 
I  Y'JQW  condescending  and  how  kind 
JLjL   Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  mii'ry  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mirid, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 


B.  3tf ft  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  SST. 

2  [When  juftice,  by  our  fins  provok'aY 

Drew  forth  its  dreadful  fword, 

He  gave  his  foul  up  to  the  ftroke, 

Without  a  murmYing  word. 

3  He  funk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 

To  raife  us  to  his  throne  : 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  beftows5 
But  coft  his  heart  a  groan.] 

4  This  was  comp^flien  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood. 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now  though  he  reigns  exalted  high* 

His  love  is  ftill  as  great  •> 
Weil  he  remembers  Calvary^ 
Nor  let  his  faints  forget. 

6  [Here  we  behold  his  boweb  roll 

As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd, 
And  fee  the  forrows  of  his  foul 
Bleed  through  his  wounded  fide, 

7  Here  we  receive  repeated  feals 

Of  yefus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  who  never  feels 
One  loft  affection*  move.] 

8  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record, 
And  withnur  joy  for  pardon'd  guiif. 
Mourn  that  we  pierc'd  the  Lord. 
Hymn     V.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift  the  bread  of  life.     John  vi.  31,  35,  39, 
I    "       ET  us  adore  trT  eternal  VV  orJ, 
JL/   'Tis  he  our  fouls  has  kd  : 
TiiQu  art  our  living  ftreamj  O  Lord, 
Y-y  % 


55S  HYMNS    AND  B.  Ill; 

And  thou  th'  immortal  bresd. 

2  [The  manna  came  from  lower  ikies, 

But  Jejus  from  above, 
Where  the  frefh  fprings  of  pleafure  rife, 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  Jews,  the  fathers,  dy'd  at  Iaft, 

Who  ate  that  heav'nly  bread  ; 
But  thefe  prcvifions  which  we  tafte, 
Can  raife  us  from  the  dead. 

4  Bleftbe  the  Lord,  who  gives  his  flefh 

To  nourifti  dying  men  ; 
And  often  fpreads  his  table  frefh, 
Led  wefhou'd  faint  again.] 

5  Our  fouls  (hall  draw  their  heav'nly  breath. 

While  Jefus  finds  fuppiies  ; 
Nor  (hall  our  graces  fink  to  death, 
For  ye/us  never  dies. 

6  [Daily  our  mortal  flefh  decay?, 

But  Ghrijl  our  life  fhall  come ; 
His  unrefifted  pow'r  fnall  raife 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb.] 
Hymn     VI.     Long  Metre. 
The  memorial  of  our  abfent    Lord.      John  xvi.  1 6. 
Luke  xxii.  1 9.     John  xiv.  3. 

1  'yESUS  is  gone  above  the  fkies, 

J   Where  our  weak  fen fes  reach  him  not'; 

And  carnal  objects  court  our  eye?, 

To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 

And  to  refre{h  our  minds,  he  gave 
Thefekind  memorials  of  his  grace, 
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With  his  own  flcfh  and  dying  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  provifion  teed, 
And  tafte  the  wine,  and  biefs  our  God. 
Let  finful  fweets  be  ail  forgot, 
%v,A  ^arth  grow  left  in  our  eileem  ; 
GbriU  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him, 
While  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place, 
That  we  may  live  in  heav'nly  light. 
And  dwell  for  ever  near  his  face. 
[Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  mall  come  % 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpi Fits  home.] 

Hymn     VII.     Long  Metre. 
Crucifixion  to  the  world  by  the  crojs  of  ChrifL 
Gal.  vi.    14. 

WHEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 
Qn  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd^. 
My  richeft  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 
Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  fnou-ld  boaft, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Chrift  my  God  ; 
AU  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  moft, 
L  facriflce  them  to  his  blood. 
See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  1 
Did  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrow  meet  ? 
Or  .ftiorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 
[His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  5 
Then  am  I  dead  $o  all  the  globe,  s 


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And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 


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That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall ; 
Love,  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  all. 
Hymn     VIII.     Common  Metre. 
The  Tree  of  life. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
V_>4     To  our  exalted  Lord, 

Ye  faints  on  high  around  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 

2  While  once  upon  this  lower  ground 

Weary  and  faint  you  ftood, 
Wh2tdearrefreJhment  here  you  found 
From  this  immortal  food  ! 

3  The  tree  of  life  which  near  the  throne 

In  heav'n's  high  garden  grows, 
Laden  with  grace,  bends  gently  down 
Its  ever  fmiling  boughs.    ;. 

4  [Hov'ring  among  the  leaves,  there  ftands 

The  fweet  celeOial  Dove, 
While  Jefus  on  the  branches  hangs 
The  banner  of  his  love.] 

5  ['Tis  a  young  heaven  of  ft  range  delight^ 

Wnili  in  his  (hade  we  fit ; 
His 'fruit  is  pleafing  to  the  fight, 
And  to  the  tafte  as  fweet. 

6  New  life  it  fpreads  through  dying  heartSj 

And  cheers  the  drooping  mind  : 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juice  imparts, 
Without  a  fting  behind.] 

7  Now  1-t  the  fltftii'itg  weapon  ftandj 

And  guard  all  Eden's  trees  \ 


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I  There's  ne'er  a  ptent  in  all  that  land, 

Which  bears  fuch  fruit  as  thefe, 
I  Infinite  grace  our  fouls  adore, 

Whofe  wond'rous  hand  has  made 
This  living  Branch   of  fov'reign  pow'r, 
To  raife  and  heal  the  dead. 
Hymn     IX.     Short  Metre. 
he  Spirit,  the  "Mater,  and  the  blood.      I  John  V.  $« 
j  [T    E  r  all  our  tongues  be  one, 

jL/   To  praife  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bofom  fent  his  Son, 
To  fetch  us,  (trangers,  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  ceafe 

To  fing  the  Saviour's  name; 
J&fus,  th'  Ambaffador  of  peace, 
How  cheerfully  he  came  ! 

3  It  cofl  him  cries  and  tears, 

To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears 
To  make  the  payment  good.] 

4  [My  Saviour's  pierced  fide 

Pour'd  out  a  double  flood  j 
By  water  we  are  purify'.:!, 

And  pardon' d  by  the  blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 

But  he,  our  Prieft,  atones  % 
On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  fpilt, 
And  ofrer'd  with'  his  groans.] 

6  Look  up,  my  foul,  to  him 

Whofe  death  was  thy  defert, 
And  humbly  view  the  living  ftream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart, 

7  There,  on  the  curfed  tree> 


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In  dying  pangs  he  lies, 
Fulfils  his  Fathei's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  want  fupplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 

By  water  and  by  bhod  : 
And  when  the  Spirit  {"peaks  the  fame. 
We  feci  his  witnefs  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three, 

Bear  their  record  above, 
Then  I  believe  he  dy'd  far  me, 
And  fe^l  my  Saviour's  love. 

10  [Lord,  cleanfe  my  foul  from  fin, 

Nor  let  thy  grace  depart  •, 
Great  Comforter,  abide  within, 
And- witnefs  with  my  heart.] 
Hymn     X.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  crucified,  the  ivijdom  and  tower  ofGofl. 

1  TkT^  fURE,  vJitb  open  volume,  Itands 
Jl^I    To  fpread  her  Maker's  praife  abroad  ; 

And  c/iy  labour  of  his  hands   . 
Shews  tome  thing  worthy  of  a  God  : 

2  But  in  the  grace  which  refcu'd  man 
His  brighteif  form  of  glory  fhines, 
Here,  on  the  crofs,  'tis  fairetl  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  criipfon  lines. 

3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete  ; 
Not  wit  can  guefs,  nor  reafon  prove 
Which  of  the  letters  beft  is  writ, 

The  pow*r,  the  wifdom,  or  the  love.] 

4  H^re  I  behold  his  inmoft  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  ftrangely  joinj 
Piercing  his  Son  with  Pnarpeft  frrurt, 
To  make  the  purchaVd  pleafures  mine. 


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0 !  the  fweer  wonders  of  that  crofs 
Where  God'the  Saviour  lov'd  and  dy'd  ! 
Her  nohleft  life,  my  fpirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  fide. 
I  would  for  ever  fpeak  his  name 
In  founds  to  mortal  ears  unkaown, 
With  angsls  join  to  praife  the  Lamb, 
And  worfhip  at  his  awful  throne. 
Hymn     XI.     Common  Metre» 
Pardon  brought  to  our  fenfes. 

LORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  ! 
How  heav'nly  ii  the  pkee 
Where  Jefus  fpreads  the  facred  feaft 

Of  his  redeeming  grace  ! 
Here  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God, 

And  fweeteft  glories  fhine  i 
Here  Jefus.'hys  that  I  am  his, 

And  my  Beloved's  mine. 
Here  (fays  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 

And  {hews  his  wounded  fide) 
See  here  the  fpring  of  all  ycur  joys, 

Which  open'd  when  I  dy'd  ! 
[He  fmiles,  and  cheers  my  mourcful  heart, 

And  tells  of  all  his  pain  : 
All  this  (fays  he)  1  bore  for  thee, 

And  then  lie  fmiles  again-] 
What  Ihsll  we  pay  our  heav'nly  King 

For  grace  fa  vaft  as  this  : 
He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 

And  feaisk  with  a  kifs. 
[Let  fuch  amazing  loves  as  thefe 

Be  founded  ail  abroad  ; 
Such-favours  are  beyond  degrees, 


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And  worthy  of  a  God.] 
j  [To  him  who  wafhM  us  in  his  blood, 
Be  everlafting  praife, 
Salvation,  honour,  glory,  povvV, 
Eternal  as  his  dap.] 

Hymn     XII.     Long  Metre. 
Thegofbel-fe*Jl.     Luke  xiv.  16,  &c. 

1  CTT^ W  lich  are  jhy  provifions.  Lord ! 

Jjj^  Thy  table  furniih'd  from  above  j 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heav'nly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews 
Were  firft  invited  to  the  fealt  : 
We  humbly  tike  what  they  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  tafte. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  ! 
But  at  the  gofpel-call  we  cime, 

And  cv'ry  want  receiv'd  fupply. 
J.  From  the  highway  which  leads  to  hell, 
From  paths  of  darknefs  a«d  defpair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  todwcllj 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here.] 

>  [What  fhall  we  pay  ttf  eternal  Son, 
Who  left  the  heav'n  of  his  abode, 
And  t?  this  wretched  earth  came  down, 
To  b;ing  us,  waad'rers,  back  to  God. 

>  It  cofthitn  death  tofave  our  lives, 
To  buy  our  fouls,  it  cod  his  own  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  withsgonics  unknown. 
Our  everlafting  love  is  due 

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And  pity'd  rebel*,  when  he  knew 
The  vatt  expence  his  l©ve  would  cod.] 
Hymn     XIII.     Common  Metre 
Divine  love  making  afeaji,  and  calling  in  the  gueftj* 
Luke  xiv.  17,  22,  23. 

1  TTTO  W  iwe'et  and  awful  is  the  place, 

With  Chrift  within  the  doors, 
While  ever]  aft  ing  love  difpiays 
The  choice!!  of  her  ftores  ! 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 

With  foft  com paffion  rolls  ; 
Here  peace  and  pardon,jbought  with  blood, 
Is  food  for  dying  fouls. 

3  [While  all  our  hearts,  and  ail  our  fongs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feaft, 
Each  of*  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongues, 
41  Lord,  why  was  I  a  gusft  ? 
,4  c<  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
u  And  enter  while  there's  room, 
'  "  Wfien  thpufands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
"-And  rather  ftarve  than  come  ?"] 

5  Twa's  the  is  me  love  which  fpread  the  feafr^ 

That  fweetly  forc'd  us  in  ; 
Elfe  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafle, 
And  peri&'d  in  our  fin. 

6  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Conftrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  vi&crious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  ftrangers  home. 
j  We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  the  chofen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  one  heart,  ofie*fou!y 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 
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Hymn  •  XIV.    Long  Metre. 

Thefong  of  Simeon :  Luke  ii.  28.     Or,  a  fight  of 
Chrift  makes  death  eajy. 

j   *^TOw  have  our  hearts  embrae'd  our  God, 
f^    We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 
.And  wifti  to  die  as  Simeon  would, 
With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  mould  learn  that  joyful  fang, 
Were  but  our  heart?  prepared  like  his ; 
«  Our  fouls  ftill  waiting  to  be  gone, 
«*  And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

2  *'  Here  we  have  feen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
*"  And  vicw'ci  falvation  with  our  eyes, 
"  Tafted  ar-d  felt  the  livirg  word, 
«  The  bread  defcendir.g  from  the  fkies. 

4  "  Thou  haft  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
"  Haft  fet  his  blood  before  cur  face, 

"  To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
«  Ana  (hew  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  «  He-  is  our  light ;  our  morning-ftar 

«  Shall  fliineon  nations  yet  unknown  ; 

V  The  glory  of  thine  Ifr'el  here, 

"  And  joy  of  fpirits  near  thy  throne." 

Hymn     XV.    Common  Metre. 

The  Lord  Jefus  at  his  snvn  table, 

1  fT^HE  mem'ry  of  our  dying  Lord 

Awakes  a  thankful  tongue  :  - 
How  rich  he  fpread  his  royal  board, 
And  bleft  the  food,  and  Tung  ! 

2  Happy  the  men  who  eat  this  bread, 

But  doubly  bleft  was  he 
Who  gently  bow'd  his  loving  head, 
And  lean'd  it,  Lord,  on  thee. 


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By  faith  the  fame  delights  we  tafte 

As  that  great  fav'rite  did, 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jefu?  bread, 

And  take  the  heav'nly  bread. 
Dawn  from  the  palace  of  the  fkies, 

Hither  the  King  defcends  5 
"  Come,  my  beloved,  eat  (he  cries} 

And  drink  fa! vai ion,  friends. 
[My  flefh  is  food  and  phyfic  too, 

-A  balm  for  all  your  pain*  : 
And  the  red  dreams  of  pardon  flow 

From  thefe  my  pierced  veins." 
Hbfanha  to  his  bounteous  love, 

Forfuch  a  feaft  below  ! 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  faints  above 

With  nobler  blelimg>  too. 
Com*3,  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour 

Which  bangs  our  foul*  to  reft  ; 
Then  wefhai;  need  tbefe  types  no  more*, 

EM  dwell  ar  th'  heav'nly  reft.] 
Hymn     XVJ.     Common  Metre. 
Tie  agonies  of  Chrift. 

NOW  1st  our  paifisbe  all  forgot, 
Our  hearts  no  more  repine  ; 
(Ju;  faff* rings  are  not  worth  aihet  gfe 

When,  Lord, compared  to  thine. 
In  lively  figures  here  we  fee     v 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  love  ; 
Each  of  us  hope  he  dy'd  for  me, 

And  then  our  griefs  remove. 
[Our humble  faith  here  takes  her  rife,, 

While  fitting  round  his  board  j 
Aa$d  h&ckAQ-C^uaryMQ:  flie.s3i. 


68  HtfMNS    JND  B.  Ill- 

To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 
4.  His  foul,  what  agonies  it  felr, 

When  his  own  God  withdrew  ! 
And  the  large  load  of  all  cur  guilt, 
Lay  he:  vy  on  him  too. 

5  But  the  divinity  within, 

Supported  '-im  to  bear  : 
Dying  he  cor.quer'd  hell  and  fin  ; 
And  made  his  rri  imph  there.] 

6  Gr^ce,  wifUom.  j-jflice.  join'd  and  wrought 

The  wonders  of  that  da)  : 
No  mortal  tongue,  nor  rnortai  thought 
Canweq'iial  thanks  repay. 

7  Our  hyasas  (hould  found  like  thofe  above,  * 

Could  we  our  voices  ratfe  : 
'     Yetr  Lord,  our  he?rs  iha'd  ail  be  love, 

And  all  our  lives  be  pra'fe. 
Hymn     XVII,     Short  Metre. 
Incomparable  food  :  or,  thefiejb  and  blood  cfC\\\-iCl, 

1  "\  lj  TE  ii1  g  tn'  amazing  oeeo. 

\  f'     Which  grace  divine  performs  ; 
Th'  eternal  God  c«  rnesdown,  and  bleeds^ 
To  iy.-ur:m  dying  worms. 

2  This  foul  reviving  wine, 

DearSavioj      :  s  thy  biood  : 
We  thank  ihatfaerea"  fleihof  thine, 
For  this  immortal  food. 

3  The  banquet  which  we  eat, 

Is  made  of  heav'nly  things  : 
Earth  has  no  dainties  haif  fo  fweet 
As  our  Rerfeemier  brings. 

4  In  vain  had  Adam  fought, 

And  fearth'd  his  garden  ronnd3 


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For  there  was  no  fuclf  hi  tiled  fruit 
In  all  the  hspp''  ground. 

5  ThJ  angelichoft  above 
Can  never  fsfte  this  food  ; 

They  feaft  upon  their  Maker's  love9  , 
But  not  a  Saviour's  blood. 

6  On  us  th'  almighty  Lord 
Beftcws  this  match  lefs  grace, 

And  meets  us  with  fome  cheering  worda 
With  pleafure  in  his  face. 

7  Come,  all  ye  drooping  faints, 
And  banquet  wjth  the  King  ; 

This  wine  will  drown  your  fad  complaints, 
And  tune  your  voice  to  fing. 

8  Salvation  to  the  name 
Of  our  adored  Ghrift  : 

Through  the  wide  earth  his  grace  proclaim^  ■ 
His  glorv  in  th^  bigh'ft. 
Hymn'  XVI] I.     Long  Metre. 
The  fame. 
yESUS,  we  bow  before  thy  feet,  ( 

J    Thy  table  is  divinely  ftarM  ; 
Thy  facred  fkm  our  fouls  have  ate, 
Tis  living  bread  ;  we  thank  thee,  Lord. 

.  And  here  we  drink  our  Saviour's  blood  :  : 
We  thank  thee^  Lord  5  'tis  gen'rous  wine? 
Mingled  with  love  the  fountain  flow'd 
From  teal  dear  bleeding  heart  of  thine. 
On  earth  is  no  fuch  fvveetnefs  found, 
For  the  Lamb's'fle'fh  is  heav'nly  foed  ; 
In  vain  we  fear ch  the  globe  around 
For  bread  fo  fine,  or  wine  (o  good. 

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But  cheer  the  heart,  or  warm  the  head  j 
But  the  rich  cordial  which  we  tatle, 
Gives  life  eternal  to  the  dead. 

5  Praife  to  the  Matter  of  the  feaft, 
His  name  our  fouls  for  ever  blefs  ; 
To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Prieft, 
A  loud  Hnjanna  round  the  place. 
Hymn     XIX.     Long  Metre. 

Glory  in  the  crofs  :  or,  not  ajhamed  of 'Chrift  crucified* 

1  \    T  thy  command,  our  deareft  Lord, 
'    jf"\.  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feaft  ; 

Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flefti  feeds  ev'ry  gueft. 

2  Our  faita  adores  thy  bleeding  love,' 
And  trulls  for  life  in  one  who  dy'd  ; 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  (hame^ 
And  fling  their  fcawda!s«n  the  caufe  ; 
We  come  to  boaft  our  Saviour's  name5 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  crofs. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  fcofRng  age, 
He  who'  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb, 
He  lives  above  their  utmoft  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  'till  he  come. 

Hymn     XX.     Common  Metre. 
T'he  pro-vijtons  for  the  table  of  the  Lord. 
3  "       ORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand* 
I  j    And  fmg  the  felemn  feaft, 
Where  fweet  celefhal  dainties  Hand, 
For  ev'ry  willing  gueft. 
$  [The  tree  of  life  adorns  the  board 
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And  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  fword 

To  guard  the  p^flage  to't. 
\  The  cup  ftands  crown'd  with  living  juice^ 

The  fountain  flows  above, 
And  runs  down  (teaming  for  our  ufe, 

In  rivulets  of  love.] 
j.  The  food's  prepar'd  by  heav'nly  art, 

The  pleafure's  well  refin'd ; 
They  fpread  new  life  through  ev'ry  hearty 

And  cheer  the  drooping  mind. 

5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  love, 

Ye  faints  whotafte  his  wine  ; 
Join  with  your  kindred  faints  above., 
In  loud  Hofcnnas  join. 

6  A  thoufand  glories  to  the  God 

Who  gives  fuch  joy  as  this  ; 
1    Hofanna  !  let  it  found  abroad, 

A  nd  reach  where  Jtfas  is. 

Hymn     XXI.     Common  Metre. 
%he  triumphal  feafl  for  ChriftV    vifioy  over  Jitt3 
'death,  and  hell. 

1  /^lOME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, 
\_j   High  as  our  joys  arife. 

And  j  in  the  fongs  above  the  iky, 
Where  pleafure  never  dies. 

2  ijefus,  the  God,  who  fought  and  bled^ 

And  conquer'd  when  he  fell ; 

Wh©  rofe,  and  at  his  chariot  wheels 

Dragg'd  alhhe  pow'rs  ef  hell. 

3  Jefust  tne  God*  invites  us  here 

T«  this  triumphal  feaft, 
And  brings  immortal  bleflings  dow$l 
For  each  redeemed  gueft/j 


■  j72  HYMNS    JND  B..IID 

4  The  Lord,  how  glorious  is  his  face  ! 

How  kind  his  fmiles  appear  ! 
And,  O  what  melting  words  he  fays 
To  ev'ry  humble  ear. 

5  «  For,  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 

«  It  was  for  you  [  dy\l ; 
K  Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
"  And  look  into  my  fide. 

6  "  Thefe  att  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 

V  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
"  Wlu-n  I  came  down  to  free  your  fouls 

Ci  From  mifery  and  chains. 
j  [«  Juftice  unfheath'd  its  ii'ry  fwcrd, 

"  And  plungM  it  in  my  heart ; 
"  infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 

"  And  molt  tormenting  fmart. 

8  "  V/hcn  hell  and  all  its  fpiteful  pow'rs 

"  Stood  dreadful  in  my  way, 
"  To  refcue  thofc  dear  lives  of  yours 
"  I  gave  my  own  away. 

9  "  But  while  I  bled,  and  groan?d,  and  dy'd, 

u  I  ruin'd  Satan' s  throne  ; 
"  High  on  my  crofs  [  hung,  and  fpy'd 
14  Trie  monlter  tumbling  -down. 

10  "  Now  you  ..mull  triumph  at  my  feaft,- 

"  And  tafte  mv  flcih,  my  blood, 
"  And  live  eternal  ages  bleiVd, 
Ci  For  'tis  immortal  food." 

11  Victorious 'God  !  what  can  we  pay 

F-".r  favours  fo  divine  ?. 
Wewouid  devote  our  hearts  away, 
To  be  for  ever  thine.] 
22  .We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  bigheft  praife, , 


III.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  575 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues  j 
But  themes  fo  infinite  as  thefe 
Exreed  our  noUdi  fongs, 
Hymn     XXII.     Long  Metre. 
The  companion  of  a  dying  Chrift. 

Oim  {pints  joiii  f  adore  thel^mb* 
O  that  our  feebJe  lips  could  move 
In  drains  immortal  as  his  name, 
Ar-n  melting  as  his  dying  love! 
Wis  ever  equal  pity  found  ?  ' 

:  The  Prince  of  .heav'n  refans  his  breath, 
And  pona  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 
To  ranfom  gmity^cVrmsfrom^eath4. 
>  [Rebels,  we  "broke  our  Maker':  'aws  j 
HeVrcmthe-ihrTru'r.ing  fees  us  fteej 
Bore  the  full  vengeanf.e  on  his  cms, 
And  iiaii'd  the  curfes  to  the  tree.] 
i  [The  &w  proclaims  no  terror  now, 
And  ;Slnah  thunder  roar?  no  more  ; 
From  ail  his  wounds  new  b'efliog,?  flpW,.. 
Afea  ofioj  without  a  fnore. 

5  H^c  ue  have  wailY'd  our  deepeft  ftainS 
And  h-sl'd  our  wounds  with  heavY.ly  blood*. 
Blefc'd  fountain,   fpi  inking  from  the  veins 
O"  Jefrs   our  incarnate  God.] 

6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  ftrive 
To  fpeak  comp^iTion  fo  divine  : 
Had  we  a  thoufcnd-  lives  to  give, 

A  thnufcnd  live*  fhouM  all  be  thine. 
Hymn     XXIII.     Common  Metre, 
Grace  and  glory  by  the  death  of  Chi  lit.  - 

j  .[QtrriNG  around  out  Father  s  bparcy 
Q  We  raiie  our  tuneful  breatn  .; 


74  HYMNS    JND  B.  Ill' 

Our  faith  beholds  ^iir  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  fins  to  death.] 

2  We  fee  the  blood  of  J^s  (bed, 

Whence  all  our  par  Jons  rife  ; 
The  firmer  views  th   atonement  made,. 
And  loves  the  faerifice, 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  fhameful  crofs, 

Procure  us  fieav'nly  crowns  :    . 
Our  htgheft  gain  fprings  from  thy  lofsj 
Qur.  healing  from  thy  wounds. 

4  Oh  !  'tis iropofiibie  that  we 

Who  dwell  >n  humble  clay. 
Should  equal  fufPrings  bear  for  thee, 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 
Hymn     XXIV.     Common  Metre. 
Pardon  and  Jirength  from  Chrift. 

1  TT^  »  CHER   we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
JP     To  fee  thy  glories  fliine  ; 

'1  he  Lord  vvi'l  his  own  table  b!efs, 
And  mike  the  fvaft  divine. 

2  We  touch,  we  tafte  the  heiv'nfy  bread, 

We  drink  the  facred  en.-  : 
With  outward  forth?  but.  feofe  is  fed, 
Our  fouls  rcrj   ice  in  hope. 

3  Wc  frull  appear  before  the  throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God, 
DrtlVa  in  the  garments  of  hi-  Son, 
Andfprmkled  with  his  blood. 

4  We  (hall  be  ftrong  to  run  the  race, 

And  climb  the  upper  fky  ; 
Chrijl  will  provide  our  fouls  with  grace, 
ffe  bought  a  large  fuppiy. 

5  Let  us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame, 


III.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  575 

For  joy  becomes  a  feaff.  ; 
We  love  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 
More  than  thfe  wine  we  tafte. 
Hymn     XXV.     Common  Metre. 
Divine  glories  and  graces. 

HOW  are  th\  glories  ;ere  difplay'd, 
Great  Godi  how  bright  trey  fhine : 
While  at  thy  word  we  break  the  bread, 

And  pour  the  flowing  wine. 
Here  thy  revenging  juftice  (rand*, 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  caufe ; 
Here. raving  mercy  fpteads  her  hands 

Like  Jtjus  on  the  crofs. 
Thy  faints  at  feud  with  ev'ry  grace 

On  this  great  facnfice  : 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face. 

And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 
Our  hope  in  waiting  polture  fits, 

To  heavTn  directs  her  fight : 
Here  ev'ry  warmer  paffion  meets, 

And  ftrongeft  pow'rs  unite. 
Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part3  1 

And  rifing  fin  deftroy ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  feeart, 

Yet  iiot  forbids  the  joy. 
Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  fight  | 

Let  fin  for  ever  die  ; 
Then  (hall  our  fouls  be  all  delight. 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry. 


5;6  HYMNS    JND  B.II 

A  fong  of  fraifi     to    the   e<ver-bh£ed .  TriniT. 
God  the  Father,   Son,  and  Spirit. 
Hymn     XXVI.      \ft  Long  Metre. 

1  "PJLESS  D  be  the  Farher  and  his  love, 

|j  To  whcfe  celeftial  fource  we  owe 
Rivers  of  cnJleft  joy  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
From  whofe  dear  wounded  body* rolls 
A  precious  ftream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life.,  for  dying  fouls. 

3  We  give  thee,  facred  Spirit,  praife, 
Who  :n  our  hearts  of  fm  and  woe, 
Makes  living  fprings  of  grace  ar.fe, 
And  into  boundlefs  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit   we  adore, 
That  fer  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom  or  s  fliore. 

Hymn     XXVII.     if Common  Metre. 

1  f*^\  LORY  to  God  the  Father's  name, 
\Jf   Who  from  ourfinful  race, 
Chafe  cut  his  fav'rites  to  proclaim 

The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 
,  Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 

Gave  his  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whofe  almighty  pow'r, 
Our  fouls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive, 
And  blefs  Kie  happy  hour. 

4  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 


.  III.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  577 

TV  eternal  Three  in  One, 
"Wat)  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Ra?  rjYide  his  nature  known, 
Hymn  '  XXVIII.     ift  Short  Metre. 

1  T    ET  God  the  Father  live 
JL/  For  ever  on  our  tongues  ; 

Sinners  from  his  fir  ft  love  derive 

The  ground  of  all  their  fongs. 

2  Ye  faints,  employ  your  breath 

In  honour  to  the  Son, 
Who  bought  your  fouls  from  hell  and  death, 
By  ofPnug  up  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  praife 

Of  an  immortal  drain, 
Whcfe  light,  and  pow'r,  and  grace  conveys 
Salvation  down  to  men, 

4  While  God  the  Comforter, 

Reveals  cur  parclon'u  fin, 
O  may  the  blood  and  water  bear 
The  fame  record  wifhin.. 

5  To  the  great  One  and  Three, 

WTho  feat  this  grace  in  heav'n, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Eternal   glory  giv'n. 
Hymn     XXIX.     2 d Long  Metre. 
t   jr^\  LORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 
\J  Whofe  name  has  myfleries  unknown  ; 
-  In  -eflVnce  One,  in  perfons  Three  \ 
A  fecial  nature,  yet  alone  ! 
1  When  all  our  nohleft  powers  are  join'd, 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  r»ujfe;  \ 
Thy  glories  over-inaich  gur  mind, 
Aaa 


57S  HYMNS     AND  B.  II 

And  angels  F»»nt  beneath  the  praife. 
Hymn     XXX.     zd  Common  Metre. 
I  ryXBE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
JL      Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death, 
Who  fives  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  ne<!y_crcating  breath. 
t  To  praife  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
A  ad  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  Oae  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  faints  and  angels  join. 
Hymn     XXXI."  id  Short  Metre. 

1  1       E  T  God  the  Maker's  name, 
JL^   Have  honour,  lo?e,  and  fear  ; 

To  Ged  the  Saviour  pay  the  fame, 
And  God  the  Comforter. 

2  Father  of  lights  above, 

Thy  mercy  wc  adore, 
The  S*n  of  thy  eternal  love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  pow'r. 
Hymn     XXXIT.     3*/ Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  Ged  the  Son, 
£nd  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Bj  honour,  praife,  and  glory  piv'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

Hymn     XXXIII.     Or  thus  : 

ALL  glory  to  thy  wond'rousname, 
Faiffer  of  mercy,  God  of  love  > 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  \;t  praife  the  he^v'nly  Dove. 
Hymn     XXXIV.     $d  Common  Metre. 

NOW  let  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
\V  here  there  are  works  to  make  him  known 


III.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  579 

Or  faints  to  love  toe   Lord. 

Hymn     XXXV.     Or  thus  : 
'ONOUR  ibm  i^ghiy  Three, 
And  evtohuio^  Qhj  i 
Kil'rjor/  to  the  Fath-r  St1, 
The  Spirit  and  tae  Son. 
Hymn     XXXVI.     3^  Tnort  M-tre. 

Y'E  angels  iot^im  tnrone, 
And  faints  who  dwell  beiow, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  love' the  Son, 
And  htefs  the  Spirit  ton. 
Hymn     XXXVII.     Cr  thus  : 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praiie, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  tfee  Spirit  of  his  grace 

Be  equal  honor  done. 
Hy m  n     XXXVIII.     ifi  Particular  Metre. 
A  fong  of  praife  to  the  bleffed  Trinity. 
1    T   GIVE  immortal  praife 
j^    To  God  the  Father's  love. 
For  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above-: 
He  fent  his  own 
Eternal  Son, 
To  die  for  Tins 
Which  man  had  done, 
2,  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 


l 


Who  bought  us  with  his  bloo 


cos 


'From  everiafting  woe  : 
And  now  he  lives, 
And  now  he  reign^ 
And  fees  the  fruit- 


5.8o  HYMNS     AND  B.II 

Of  alibis  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Son  it's  name, 
Imrr.r.Tiil  warfhip  give, 
Whofe  new-creating  dohV 
Makes  tae  dead  (inner  live  : 

Hi  s  yf  ork  c  om  pi  e  tes 
The  grea*  cciign, 
And  fills  tjhe  foul 
With  jet)'  divine* 

4  A  God,  'o  thee 
Be  ei  rxr  done, 
The  undivided  Turee, 
An.                ierioi-s  One  : 

Wnere  rea&q 
With  a!!  her  peiv'r?, 
There  friiih  prevails* 
And  tore  adore  v. 
Hymn     XXXIX.     2.Y  Particular  Metre, 
i   rT^O  inn  who  click  us  ftrftj 
J[     Before  the  world  bcc.tn  ; 
1  c/ftim  who  bore  the  curfe, 
/To  kve  rebellious  i^an  : 
To  him  who  forms 
»ur  hearts  anew, 

mdtefs  praifj 
Ind  g!«ry  due. 
The  Father's  love  (hill  run 
Through'  our  immortal  fengs  : 
We  feting  to  GodtheSriij 
H of  annas  on  cur  tongues. 
Our  lips  addrefs 
The  Spirit's  name, 
With  equal  praife, 


III.  SPIRITUAL  SG&GS.  S^1 

And  zeal  the  fame. 
3  Let  ev'ry  faint  above, 

And  angels  round  the  throne, 
For  ever  btafs  and  love 
The  f3cred  Three  in  One  ; 

Thus  heav'n  mall  raife    , 

His  honours  highj 

When  earth  zni  time 

Grow  old  and  die. 
Hymn     XL.     $d  Particular  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father'*  throne, 
Perpetual  honours  raife, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
And  while  our  lips 
Their  tribute  bring, 
Our  faith  adores 
The  name  we  fing. 
Hymn     XLI.     Or  thus : 

TO  our  eternal-  God, 
The  Father  aod  the  S.onr 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
Three  myfteries  in  one, 
Salvation,  pow'r, 
And  praife  fee  giv'n, 
By  ail  on  earth, 
And  all  in  heav'n. 
Hymn     XLIL     Long  Metre. 
The  HosaUXji  :     Or,    Salvatiox    afcribed  t* 

Chris*. 
i  TTOSANNA  taking  Dayj$$  San, 
Jrj^  Who  reigns  on  a  fupsrior.  throne  \ 
A  a  a  2 


5  82  HYMNS    JND  B.  III. 

We  blefs  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Who  brings  falvatien  down  to  earth. 
%  Let  evVy  nation,  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage  : 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zisn  ling 
The  growing  glories  cr  her  King. 
Hymn     XLIII.     Common  Metre, 
i  TTQSaNNA  to  the  Prince  of  grace  ; 
Zion%  behold  thy  King  ; 
Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  Ting. 
%  Hcfanna  toth'  incarnate  Word, 
That  frem  the  Father  came  j 
Afcribc  falvation  to  ;the  Lord, 
With  bieilings  on  his  name. 
Hy  m  n     XL1V.     Short  Metre. 
I*  T  JOS  ANN  A  to  the  Son 

J7X   Of  Z)<2<z/;WartdofGod, 
Wr.obro'jght  the  news  of  pardon  dowa3 

And  bought  it  with  his  blood. 
a  To  Cbri/i,  \W  anointed  King, 
Be  enolefs  bleflings  giv'n  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  ling, 

Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'n. 
Hy*n     XLV.     Particular  Metre. 
I  TTOSANNA  to  the  King 

L  Of  David's  ancient  blocd  ; 
Behoid  he  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving  grace  from  God  : 
Le>  old  and  y^ung 
Attend  his  way, 
And  at  his  feet 
Their  henours  lay. 


in.  SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  $H 

2  Glory  to  God  on  high, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb; 
Let  earth,  and  lea,  and  {ky, 
His  v/ond'rous  love  proclaim. 

Uocn  his  head 

Shall  honours  reft, 

And  ev'ry  age 

Pronounce  him  blefs'd. 


THE 


END, 


A  Table  to  find  any  Hymn,  or 

Part  of  a  Hymn,  by  the/ry?  Line  of  it. 

Note,  The  Letters  a,  b,  c,  denote  the  Firft, 
Second,  and  Third  Book;  the  Figures  direct 
to  the  Hymn. 


'  jQDO-RE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 
All  mortal  vanities  be  gene 
And  arc  we  wretches  yet  alive 
And  muji  this  body  die 
And  now  the  J c ales  have  left  my  eyes 
Arife,  my  fouL  my  joyful  poiv'rs 
At  thy  command,  our  dear  eft  Lord 
Attend,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Awake,  my  heart,  anfe,  my  tir.gue 
Awake,  our  fouls,  away  our  fears 
Away  from  cv'ry  mortal  care 
As  new-born  babes  defire  the  breafl 
TlAckwarcl with  humble Jbam:  we  look 
Begin,  my  longu  e,jcme  hedvnly  theme 
Behold j  how  firmer s   d'fagree 
Behold,  the  blind  their  fight  recdvi 
Behold,  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Behold,  the  grace  appears 
Behold  the  potter  and  the  clay 
Behold  the  Rofecf  Sharon  here 
Behold  the  woman  s  promts' d  feed 
Behold  the  wretch  whole  lufi  and  wine 
Behold,  what    wond'rous  grate 
Blefs'dare  the   humble  fouls  who  fee 
Blefs'dbe  the  cverlafling  God 
Blejs'dU  the  Father  and  his  kve 


B. 

H. 

a 

42 

b 

9 

a 

25 

b 

105 

b 

110 

b 

81 

b 

82 

c 

T9 

b 

13° 

a 

20 

a 

48 

b 

123 

a 

;43 

a 

57 

b 

69 

a 

131 

b 

137 

a 

1 

a 

a 

i'*7 

a 

6$ 

b 

*3< 

a 

12' 

a 

6: 

a 

10 

a 

2< 

c 

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TABLE. 


Blefid  is  the  man  vjhof  cautious  feet  a 

Bltfs \d 'morning,  vjhcJeyGimg  davjning  ray  b 

Blefs'dzuiih  the  joys  of  innocence  b 

Blood  has  a  voice  to  fierce  the  /kits  b 

Bright  King  of  glory,  dreaaftd  God  b 

Broad  is  the  road  ivkich  leads  to  death  b 

Burfdir.fiaaoivs  of  the  night  z 

But  feiv  among  the  cay  rial  wife  a 

pi  i  f£Ci  IpTXy    Tlh'J.  u 

'fs  is  all  our  theme  a 

f  lm%gues  b 

...-:  cmdckvcll 

'foaoh your  God 

veary  fouls  a 

;eav  ncy  Dove  b 

Tjfulhme  c 

cheerful' fangs  a 

.       •.  if tmr.  joyful  eye$    °  b 

Qme  Ui  us  If  tour  yoiges  high  c 

•-:  zv/x  kve  the  Lord  b 

r^UGHJERS:   7  •  -..ccme.lchdd  a 

jjear  LtoreL)  &efjota  ourjo,r\e  ctmre/s-  o 

lJcarej.  oj all  the  names  above  b 

Death  cannot  make  cur  fouls  afraid  -  b 

ih  ma)  diffikemy  body  now  a 

h  !    lis  a  melancholy  day  b 

..  d  byfabtwfr.ares  of  hell  a 

JL-eep  m  the  ai^ji  lejore  thy  throne  a 

Descend  from  heav'n*  Immortal  Dove 

Do  uxs  not  knoyj  thai,  ■  Yuinn  r.oord 

Dozvn  headlong  -rem  theh  native  fkies 

Dread  Sou 'reign 3  lei  my  cv  /ring  Jong 


c 

4J%  creai 

^re: 

w 

Chrifc*, 

ndh 

Co; 

ne\  all  ha 

Hi 

ye,  deare^ 

Co; 

ne,  Jyappy 

Co; 

Co; 

ne *.  ri:i; 

C  i  i  i 

Co; 

;;e.  hi  no 

ioin 

Co; 

586  TABLE. 

B.    H. 

JfTERNALSov  reign  of  the  fey  b  14$ 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  cofifcfs  b    133 

Ere  the  blue  heav'r.s  werejlretch' 'a abroad  a        2 

pAITH  is  the  bright  f I  evidence  ?.   1  20 

Far  from  my  tho'ts,  vain  worlds  be  gone  b      .?  5 

Father,  1  long,  [faint  to  fee  b      68 

Father,  we  wait  to  fed  thy  grace  c     24 

Firm  and  unmzvd  are  they  a     23 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gdfpet  /lands  a   138 

Fre?n  hea~Sn  the  finning  ongcls  fell  b     97 

From  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  pall  rife  b     75 

QENT I LES  by  nature,  v-je  belong  a   114 

bVzAf  jw*  f&?  wings  of  faith  to  rife  b   140 

Glory  to  God  the  Trinity  c     29 

(S&ry  f?  (jrsi  wid  &W&  ffo  /£y  b     59 

Glory  to  God  (he  Father  s  name  c     27 

G;J  »  a  Spirit  jud  and  wife  a   1 36 

God  cf  the  morning,  at  zuhfe  voice  a     79 

G-jd of  the  [eas,  thy  thund'rir>g  voice  b     70 

God  !  iti  eternal,  eavfvl  name  b      27* 

(w,  ty/rw  ?«  various  methods  told  a     59 

G,  p-each  :nj  gfpclfaiii  the  Lcrd  a    128 

-Jhijs  at  itii>v.-:.nu?\'s  feet  a    146 

(y/V0/  (?#/,  &*to  infinite  art  thou  b     67 

Great  God,  I  ozvn  thy  fcnter.ee jii(l  a        6 

Great  Gcd,  thy  glory  Jhatl  cr.plcy  b    167 

Gfegt  GW,  />   --  /W  a  glorious  height  b   112 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  grace  b  1 59 

Great  was  the  day,  the  jsy  was  great  b   144 

J-T/'D  I  the  tongues  ofG  reek?  &  Je  ws  a   134 

"~  Jdappy  the  church,  thou facred  place  b     64 

#*/>#  //^  £*?rf  «w/v  £r<sv«  r*;£*  b     38 


TABLE. 

Hark  I  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found 
Hark  !  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
Hear  what  the.  voice  from  hcav'ny  &c 
Hence  from  my  foul  fad  thoughts,  &c. 
Here  at  thy  crofs>  my  dying  God 
High  as  thi  hecJns  above  the  ground 
High  on  a  hill  of  'dazzling  light 
H of  anna  9  &c. 

Hofanna  to  our  conquering  King 
Hofanna  to  the  Prince  of  light 
Hofanna  to  the  royal  Son 
Hofanna  with  a  cheerful  found 
How,  are  thy  glories  her€  difplayd 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet 
How  can  I  fink  withfuch  a  prop  ? 
How  condejeending  and  how  kind 
How  full  of  anguifh  is  the  thought 
Hav  heavy  is  the  night 
How  honourable  is  the  place 
How  large  the  promife,  how  divine 
How  oft  have  fin  and  Satan  flrove 
How  rich  are  thy  provifinns^  Lord 
How  fad  our  flats  by  nature  is 
How  ft) all  Ipraife  th'  eternal  God 
Hovjfhort  and  hafty  is  our  life 
How  foQuld  the  fons  of  Adam'.?  race 
Howflrong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God 
How  fw set  and  awful  is  the  place 
How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 
Hovjwond  raus  great,  how  glorious  bright 
T  CANNOT  bear  tfins  abfence,  Lord 
I  give  immortal  pra  if  e 


5*7 

B. 

H. 

b 

63 

a 

70 

a 

18 

b 

n 

b 

4 

'   b 

115 

b 

18 

C42  i 

'04.5 

b 

,  89 

b 

76 

a 

16 

b 

8 

c 

25 

a 

10 

b 

116 

c 

4 

b 

100 

a 

98 

a 

8 

a 

i*3 

a 

i39 

c 

12 

b 

90 

b 

166 

b 

32 

a 

86 

a 

49 

c 

i3 

b 

48 

rhtb 

87 

i    b 

117 

c 

3* 

583  TABLE. 

B. 

/  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms  b 

/  lift  my  banner,  faith  the  Lord  a 

/  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace  b 

I'm  net  a/ham  d  to  own  my  Lord  a 

/  fend  the  joys  of  earth  away  b 

1 -Jjngmy  Saviours  wond'rotis  death  .       b 

Jehovah  [peaks,  lei  Efr'el  hear  a 

'Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high  b 

Jem?,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold  a 

Jefus  invites  his  faints  c 

Jefus  is  gone  above  the  fie  s  c 

Jefuc,  the  man  ofccnflant  grief  a 

Jefus,  we  blefs  thy  Fathers  name  a 

Jefus,  we  bow  before  thy  feet  c 

JefiR,  with  all  toy  faints  above  b 

in  Gabriei'j  hand  a  ?::ight;  flone  a 

In  thine  own  waysy  O  God  of  love  a 

In  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil  a 

In  vain  we  lavifo  out  our  lives  a 

Infinite  grief!  amazing  woe  b 

jo&  (ill  the  glorious  na?ncs  a 

Join  all  the  names  of  love  and pszv'r  a 

Is  this  the  kind  return              -  b 

I<£lND  is  thefpeecb  of  Chrift  our  Lord  a 

T  AD  EN  with  guilt,  Zryl  full  cf fears      b 

Let  all  dur  tongues  be  one  c 

Let  everlafling  glories  crown  b 

Let  evry  mortal  ear  attend  a 

Let  God  the  Father  live  c 

Let  God  the  Makers,  name  c 

Let  him  embrace  my  foul  and  prove  a 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  [ay  a 


TABLE. 

B. 

Let  mortal  tongues  attempt  tofing  a 

Let  others  boaft  howjlrong  they  be  b 

Let  Pharifees  of  high  e/ieem  a 

Let  the  old  Heathens  tune  their fongs  h 

Let  thefev'nih  angel  found  on  high  a 

Let  the  vjhole  race  of  creatures  lie  b 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood  b 

Let  them  neglecl  thy  gloryy  Lord  b 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word  c 

Life  and  immortal  joys  are  giv'n  b 

Life  is  the  timetoferve  the  Lord  a 

Lift  up  your  eyes  to  thf  heav'nly  feat  b 

Like  Jheep  we  went  a /I  ray  a 

Lo9  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife  a 

L#,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears  a 

Lo  vjhat  an  entertaining  fight  a 

Lo,  the  deflroying  angel  flies  b 

Long  have  I  fat  beneath  thejound  h 

Look,  gracious  God)  how  numrous  they  a 

Lord)  at  thy  temple  we  appear  a 

Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  c 

Lord)  how  fkure  and  blift  are  they  b 

Lord)  how  fecure  my  confidence  was  a 

Lord,  We  adore  thy  bounteous  hand  c 

Lord)  we  adore  thy  vaft  defigns  b  1 09 

Lord,  we  are  blind)  poor  mortals ^blirift  b     26 

LorJ>  we  confcfs  our  numerous  faults,  an  r 

Lord)  what  a  feeble  puce  -  a     37 

Lord,  what  a  heav'n  offaving  grace  b     16 

Lord)  what  a  thoughtffs  wretch  was  1  a     36 

Lord^  what  a  wretched  land  is  this  b     53 
Lsrdy  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll  h      5 
Bbb 


59<>  TABLE. 

B. 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  -  a 

J\/fAN  has  afoul  of  v  aft  defires  b 

Miflaken  fouls  who  dream  of  be&v'n  a 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  b 

My  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fie ep  ye  fa  b 

My  God>  how  tndlefs  is  thy  love  a 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love  *  b 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love  b 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be  b 

My  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys  b 

My  God,  what  endlefs  plea  fur  es  dwell  b 

My  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is    .  b 

My  Saviour  God,  my  fov 'reign  Prince  b 

My  JouL,  come,  meditate  the  day  b 

My  foid  for  fakes  her  vain  delight  b 

My  thoughts  oh  aivfulfubjefis  roll  b 

My  thoughts  furmount  thefe  lower  fkies  b 

JYTJKED  as  from  the  earth  ive  came  a 
Nature,  with  all  her  powers,  jhallfing  b 

Nature  with  open  volume  (lands  c 

No,  Pll  repine  at  death  no  more  b 

No,  1  Jhall  envy  them  no  more  b 

No  more,  my  God,  1  boa  ft  no  mars  a 

Ncr  eye  hasfeen,  nor  ear  has  heard        .  a 

Not  all  the  blood  ofbeafts  b 

Not  all  the  outwardforms  on  earth  a 

Not  dijfrejitfood^  nor  tiiffrent  drefs  a 

Not  from  the  duft  affliction  grows  a 

Not  the  malicious  or  profane  a 

Not  to  condemn  the  Jons  of  men  a 

Not  to  the  t  err  ours  of  the  Lord  b 

Not  tvitk  our  mortal  eyes  a 


T  A  B  L  &■ 

B. 

NowbetbeGodcfWdblcjl  a 

Now  by  the  bowels  of  my  God  a 

Now for  a  tune  ef 'lofty  praife  b 

Now  have  our  hearts  e?nbrac'd  our  God  c 

Now  in  the  gall'ries  of  his  gra^a  a 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood  a 

Noiv  let  afpacious  world  arife  b 

■Now  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot  c 

Now  let  the  Lordmy  Saviour jmik  b 

Now  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  roar  b 

Now  jh  all  my  inward  joys  arife  a 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  b 

NjVj  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know  a 

Now  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fupreme 

(~\  FOR  an  overcoming  faith  '  a 

Oh  !  if  my  foul  were  form  d  for  woe  b 

Oh  /  the  almighty  Lord             -  b 

Oh  I  the  delights,  the  heav'nlyjcys  b 

Often  Ifeekmy  Lord  by  night  a     71 

Once  more  my  foul  the  rifing  day  b       6 

Our  days,  elasy  our  mortal  days  b     39 

Our  God,  bow  firm  his  promt] tjlands*  b     40 

Our  fins  ^  alas  /  how  Hrong  they  be         -b     86 

Our  fouls  fiall  magnify  the  Lord  a     60 

Ourfbirits  join  t*  adore  the  Lamb  c     22 

pLUtfG'~D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair  b     79 

Praife,  ever  la  fling  praife,  be  paid  b 

J^/flSE  cbee^tny foul, fly  up  and  fun  b     33 

Raife  your  triumphant  Jong*  b  104 

fi.ife,rifi,  my  foul,  and  leave  the  ground  b     ij 

g/HNT8,  at  your  heavnly,&\\  a   I2Q 

Salvation  I  Oh  the  joyful  found  b     8p 


{9z  TABLE. 

B.    H. 

See  where  the  great  incarnate  God  a    45 

Shall  the  vile  race  offlejb  and  blood  a     82 

Shall  we  go  on  to  jin               -  a  106 

Shall  wifdom  cry  aloud             -  a     92 

Shout  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  joys  b     92 

Sin  has  a  thoufand  treacherous  arts  b  1 50 

'Sin,  like  a  venomous  difeafe  b  153 

Sing  to  the  Lord  who  built  thejkies  b     1 3 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  a     43 

Sing  to  the  Lord, ye  heavenly  hojls  b     62 

Sitting  around  our  Fathers  beard  c     23 

So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raije  a  1 1 2 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs  a  132 

Stand  up,  my  foul,  /hake  off  thy  fears  b     77 
Stoop  down  my  thoughts  which  us'd  to  rifeb     28 

'Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is Jlrait  b  161 

T 
«jTERRlBLE  God,  who  reign%  &c,    b     22 

That  awful  day  will  furely  come  b  107 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name  b     55 

The  glories  of 'my  Maker,  God  b     71 

The  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd  c     30 

"57;*  King  of  glory  fends  his  Son  b  136 

T'he  lands  which  long  in  darknefs  lay  a     1 3 

The  law  by  Motes  came  a  1 1 8 

The  law  commands  and  makes  us  know  b.  1 2  r 

T  fa  Lord  declares  his  will  b  120 

The  Lord defending  from  above  b   126 

The  Lord  ^Jehovah  reigns  b   160 

"The  Lord  on  high  proclaims  b     85 

The  maje/ty  of  Solomon  b  113 

.The  nietriry cf.o$r  dying  Lord  c     j 5 


T  A  B  L  &" 

The  promife  of  my  Father's  love 
The  promife  was  divinely  free 
The  true  MeiTiah  now  appears 
The  voice  of  my  Beloved  founds 
The  wondering  world  inquires  to  know 
There  is  u  houfe  not  made  with  hands 
There  is' a  land  of  pure  delight. 
Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 
There  was  an  hour  when  Chrift  rejoiccl 
Thefe  glorious  minds^  how  bright^  &c. 
This  is  the  word  of  truth  and-love 
Thouy  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
Thus  did  the  fens  ^Abrah'm  fafs 
Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 
Thus  faith  the  fir/?,  the  great  command 
Thus  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One 
Thus  faith  the  R  uler  of  the  files 
Thus  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord 
Thy  favour s,  Lord^  furprife  our  fouls 
Time^  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis 
sTis  by  the  faith  of  joy  r  to  come 
'Tis  from  the  ireafures  of  his  word 
'Tisnot  the  law  eft  en  commands 
To  God  the  only  wife 
To  him  who  chofe.  asfirfl 
sTwas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 
Tzvas  on  that  darh  that  doleful  night 
sTwas  the  commijfon  of  our  Lord 
\JfAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fens  of  men 

Vain  are  the  hopes  which  rebels  place 
VJJn/haken  as  the  facred  hill 
pp  to  the  fields  where  angels  lis 


593 

3. 

H. 

c 

3 

b 

x34 

b 

12 

a 

69 

a 

75 

a 

no 

b 

66 

a 

33 

a 

11 

a 

4* 

b 

U% 

a 

67 

b 

127 

a 

go 

a 

116 

a 

87 

b 

83 

a 

121 

b 

45 

b 

53 

b 

129 

a 

H7 

b 

124 

a 

5* 

c 

39 

b 

l-SU 

c 

1 . 

a 

52. 

a 

94 

a 

■99. 

a 

22 

b 

41 

594-  TABLE. 

B. 

Zip  to  the  Lord  who  reigns  on  high  b 

"fp'E  are  a  garden  wall'd  around  a 

We  blef  the  prophet  oj  the  Lord  b 

Wejing  th'  amazing  deeds  c 

Wejing  the  glsrks  of  thy  love  a 

Welcome fwett  day  of  reft  b 

Well%  the  Redeemer  s  gone  b 

What  different  poivrs  of  grace  and  fin  b 

What  equal  honours  jh all iv e  bring  a 

What  happy  men,  or  angels  thefe  a 

What  mighty  Man,  or  mighty  God  a 

Whfhce  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arifc  a 

When  I  can  read  my  title  char  b 

When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine  b 

When  Ifurvey  the  tmndfrous  crofs  c 

When  we  are  rais'dfrom  deep  diftrefs  a 

When  (iranger%  Hand  and  hear  me  tell  a 

When,  the  firft  parents  of  our  race  b 

When  the  great  Builder  arcVd  the  fries  b 

Where  are  the  mourners,  faith  the  Lord  b 

Who  can  dfcrihe  the  joys  thai  rife  a 

JVt)o  has  helievd  thy  ivcrd  a 

Who  is  this  fair  one  in  difirefs  a 

Whojhali  the  Lrrd*s  eleel  condemn  a 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  a 

Why  dies  your  face,  ye  humble  fouls  b 

Why  do  we  mourn,  departing  friends  b 

Why  is  ?ny  heart  f  far  jrom  thee  b 

Why/hou'ld  the  children  of  a  King  a 

Why  Jhiuld  this  earth  delight  usfo  b 

Why  fhsald  weft  art  and  fear  to  die  b 

With  we'erful  voice  Iftng  a 


T  A  B  L  E, 

With  holy  fear  and  humble  fang 
With  jvy  we  meditate  the  grace 
y*E  faint s,  how  lively  is  the  place 
Ye  fans  of  iV^arci>  vain  and  young 
Ye  whj  obey  tti  immrtai  King 
2 JON  rejoice,  and judah  fmg  bus 


3. 

M. 

b 

44 

a 

125 

a 

38 

a 

89 

a 

34 

11 


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